The Messenger

I found him standing in the street With no place to lay his head I offered him a humble place to stay And this is what he said "The day of reckoning, is soon at hand Beware of the things to come A false prophet will soon appear And will be worshiped by some" "Turn not unto, your own understanding But go the way of the cross For those who do not heed my warning Are doomed to forever be lost" "Though I am but a messenger Sent from Him on high Repent this day your wicked ways For the end of time grows nigh" With these words, he disappeared I know not where he went But I know for sure, his words are true This messenger that Heaven sent