Time Wanes Thin
I never felt to push or shove
People toward the God of love
It seemed that it was not my place
“Just give them time and give them space”
But then I came to understand
When vision of a failing dam
Appeared in revelation’s dream
And as I dreamt I looked to see
A town that lay downstream, below
In dead of night, they did not know
That little time remained until
Collapse would come and floods would fill
The valley, bringing death to all
The sleeping souls, and so I called
As loud as I could raise my voice
I ran the streets, I had no choice
I beat upon their glass and doors
I told them what things lay in store
If they would not rise up and leave
But many simply looked at me
As though I were a crazy fool
Some slammed their doors and some were cruel
They mocked me as they turned away
And I had no more time to stay
For in the distance I could hear
The raging flood that now was near
And all that I could do was flee
To higher ground for my safety
Then as I turned and looked back down
A wall of water swept the town
With total devastating force
I cried out loud, my heart remorsed
If only they had known the cost
But they are gone, so many lost
And so I learned from that night’s dream
I do not have the luxury
To sit and let the time wane thin
The time is now, I must begin
To warn as many as I can
For soon shall come…The Son of Man
Copyright © Jeff Bresee | Year Posted 2011
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