White Harvest
... Lift up your eyes,
and look on the fields;
for they are white
already to harvest
John 4:35
Does the white man know,
has he been made aware?
The times of the Gentiles
draws to an end
Thus, God’s Word do declare
Chief prince of the Gentiles:
Meshech and Tubal,
and their king Gog
do exercise dominion over all
Authority over the earth
rest upon their uplifted rod
Should they not pay honor to God?
Instead, they pay homage to their false idol,
the god of forces
Military might,
all marching down the same perfidious road
Carrying a cobalt carriage upon their shoulders,
their goddess nuclear whore
They boast to the heavens:
with her on their side, who can make war?
Does the white man not know,
has not he been told?
The times of the Gentiles
were over before it ever began
Thus, the Lamb of God spoke bold
Chief prince of the Gentiles,
see the angel with the sickle
The harvest of the earth is ripe
God’s Word says: gather up the clusters of the vine,
these be the grapes of God’s wrath divine
Man’s iniquity will no longer be bypassed
Reap the accepted white harvest last,
gather it in
with the other colorful fruit,
who’ve had their time of rule
And pray that the rejected chaff
understand God’s righteous reproof
is heaven sent
Hoping the remaining grains of rice
will then repent
For the white harvest is the end
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017
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