The Cleansing Fire
Cleansing fire shall end sin’s surge.
As promised, signs signal God’s send —
Earth, please believe, shall feel death’s scourge.
Foretold by prophets; God shall rend.
The world, made ready for the match,
Cleansing fire shall end sin’s surge.
Our planet’s innards burst its hatch.
Death’s fuels from the waters emerge.
There, greedy men and money merge
Disregarding retribution.
Cleansing fire shall end sin’s surge.
Binding evil contribution.
Fear not, oh faithful, know God’s love.
From true teachings do not diverge.
Keep your sights on Father above.
Cleansing fire shall end sin’s surge.
© Dane Smith-Johnsen
June 30, 2010
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