The thought of biblical Revelation
Voice of Prophecy
Song of assurance
One twinkle
Time revolving
The hour
The rapture
Unseen picture
The anticipation
Observe the signs
The skies full of clouds surrounding in formation
Strong indication
The World’s fate
Knee and pray before it’s too late
Fulfillment on target
Light quickly turns to darkness
The Thunder roars
Lightning flashes
Thief in the Night
Caught by surprise
Call of the Almighty
Tomorrow’s settlement
Buckle up for the journey
Soon very soon
The Sun swiftly declines
Eerie on the horizon
Sudden stillness
Time’s up
All clocks will stop
Tick tack no more
Moment of truth told
Heaven being bold
Did you listen and take heed?
Ready or not
The Lord shall come
Find yourself among
Soon than you think.
In the absence of hatred
This man called Anders, a mass murderer, sits in his cell
a gigantic spider spinning a web of curiosity
we get entangled in.
We ask questions he cannot answer; if he could, we would
perhaps not care for the answers.
Learned men will write weighty books that will create
more questions are no valid answers, but abstract theories
why did this cataclysm happen?
Forget him as you forgot last winter.
Let him disappear into the labyrinth of the criminally insane.
When he dies, sooner than you think, do not make
big headlines of his demise.
so you’re off to climb Mount Everest
but have no training…
my advice:
pack a lunch ~ good luck
see you soon
(as in sooner than you think)
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
"Every cloud has a silver lining"
That truly inspires hope...
It reminds us that keeping positive
Is one of the best ways to cope.
No matter what the problem
Just look for the silver lining,
And much, much sooner than you think
The sun, it will be shining.
Thought for Today
5-27-2016
While in this life we may never achieve greatness,
But we were each born to be counted,
To make a difference in the life of another;
Don’t fritter away opportunities which present themselves,
But lay aside the piddling things,
While focusing on the greater things of God;
We are each on a path going somewhere,
And while we may not know where the end will be, God does.
Enjoy the journey for it will culminate
Sooner than you think;
Tom
It’s nighttime when the goblins come
And whisper in my head
“Before you wake from dreamland, girl
Who is the next one dead?
When will the good days that you live
Take on a ghastly turn?
It's coming sooner than you think
the time when dreams will burn.
You lie in bed of privilege
And shoo us all away
Yet well you know that things might change
When you see light of day
Vile illnesses abide their time
Your youth’s not meant to last
Each ache and pain a testament
Old age is coming fast
Catastrophes are round the bend
Don’t think that you’ll be spared
Security snatched in the storm
Your fears will all be bared
So slumber if you think you can
Close now those eyes real tight
While we all dance around your bed
And party through the night"
Eileen Manassian
Lord of the flies henchman of the destroyer justice will be like a thief in the night
a mark is clearly visible signs the pact under destructive acts
Swift the reason befalls un troops are landing on your soil hidden low key
under the radar marshal law will be declared on those opposing
To arrest high profile war criminals hiding rats amongst elite bodies dark eyes
as evidence has stacked up against them no turning backwards time
Now even using chemical weapons killing many of their own troops caught
in crossfires with hired guns among women and children victims ensnared
Tortured in camps its all coming to pass sentence voices of the dead echo
mark my words with a cross good always triumphs in the end over evil
Together and out there your judgement is falling from high position
titles lost shackled by steel forged from fires of your own makings hell
You know that feeling, the feeling of being hurt by a loved one
The one that gets you reeling, life no longer seeming to be fun
When you felt a certain way only to find out you assumed wrong
For our emotion can often betray for I am not nearly that strong
It's only later you come to realize that that just wasn't the case
When something inside just dies and now all you feel is disgrace
You said some really stupid things and even though you're sorry
It's the consequences that it brings because they will always be
Now try imagining this, doing the same thing but to God instead
A point one might miss until that day they speak of you as dead
Such the feeling you'd receive in now knowing You were wrong
Oh how the soul will grieve for without Jesus oh how it will long
But you are not finished and that sentence is not yet complete
A point not to be diminished especially when life seems replete
As one day it will be too late maybe even sooner than you think
As I said this is your fate, but it could all be over in a blink
for King & Country - It's Not Over Yet
Now What
The Past Is Gone
We pursued it
We went through it
We can’t undo it
The Present Is Here
Like it or not; it just is
The milk is spilled; deal with it
Change it, or leave it alone
The Future Is Coming
Keep looking wide-eyed, or dare to blink
But beware of what you eat and drink
It’s coming sooner than you think
11202016 3rd Pl. PS Contest: Past, Present, Future, Nayda Evette Negron
Always learning, Constantly hoping, and Forever loving. This is my message to you; travel far learn everything you can(from everyone you meet), hope for the best even in the darkest of times(sunrise is always only a few hours away), and please love the smallest of things(never let hatred occupy space in your mind). Keep your heart pure. Tomorrow is coming sooner than you think.
You dig a tunnel and blind it with velvelt
You throw a rose on the velvelt and welcome me to the throne
What do you call my crime?
You water down my wine and whittle down the sparkle
You savour my stew and make holes in the cooking pot
What do you say I did?
You sling stones and go under the mortar
The gods are not blind oh you smart snake
Sooner than you think the pestle will find the mortar.
IT’S A WARNING, PEOPLE BEWARE
PREPARE YOUR MIND, ATOMIC BOMB SCARE
FIND YOURSELF, AN UNDERGROUND SHELTER
OR BE TRAPPED OUTSIDE, IN HELTER SKELTER
BATTLE ARMAGEDDON, IS COMING SOON
LIKE MODERN DAY TOMBSTONE, AT HIGH NOON
(bridge)
IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING DESTRUCTION DAY
IT’S NOT THE BLAST, IT’S TOXIC RADIATION
LEVEL ALL THE CITIES, DESTROY THE NATION
UNITED STATES, RUSSIA, CHINA AND IRAN
THINK ABOUT YOUR CHILDREN, SURVIVAL PLAN
SOONER THAN YOU THINK, LIFE WILL BE OVER
THIS IS A MESSAGE FOR ALL TO TAKE COVER
(chorus)
IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING
DESTRUCTION DAY
IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING
GET ON YOUR KNEES AND PRAY
THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING, PEOPLE BEWARE
PERPARE YOUR MIND ATOMIC BOMB SCARE
UNITED STATES, RUSSIA, CHINA AND IRAN
THINK ABOUT YOUR CHILDREN, SURVIVAL PLAN
THIS IS A MESSAGE FOR ALL TO TAKE COVER
SOONER THAN YOU BLINK, IT WILL ALL BE OVER
(chorus)
IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING
DESTRUCTION DAY
IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING
GET ON YOUR KNEES AND PRAY
(repeat chorus)
DESTRUCTION DAY IS COMING
LEARN HOW TO PRAY
Words of the past.
Babbling like a baby,
Dying from the drama.
These words smell funny.
Many years since then.
Crying over useless things,
Blowing money on candy.
Check the expiration date.
Things have totally changed.
No asking mom for rides,
Waking for work instead of school.
This has gone rotten.
Looking back on it all.
All of the silly decisions,
Lots of time down the drain.
Time to throw it out.
Throwing away childhood.
It's like spoiled milk,
Ages quickly with a lingering aroma.
Time to throw it out.
Time to buy another gallon of Milk.
For another phase,
The Milk of Adulthood.
Enjoy it while it lasts.
It'll spoil sooner than you think.
Absence of Hate
This man Anders a mass murderer sits in his cell like a gigantic
spider spinning a web of curiosity we get entangled in.
We ask questions he cannot answer, and if he could we would
not like to hear. Endlessly his case will go on learned men will
write weighty books that will create more questions as there
are no valid answers but theories of why the cataclysm happens.
Forget him as you forgot last winter’s snow, let him disappear
In the labyrinth for the criminally insane; and when he dies, this
may be sooner than you think, do not make a big headline out
of his demise. Let the parents of dead children mourn in peace.
An age in our existence its story’s on my mind,
I find some sweet reflections in seasons passing by,
My soul yearns so, for that which ‘was’,
A time of dust gold-wheat where timber stools sat by limpid pool
The taste of hard-boiled sweets,
With gathered friends where laughter rang, as smooth as Woodgrain worn,
So smooth was skin at seventeen,
Oh Lord let me go back for just once more;
I’ll right the wrongs; I’d sing that song that hid behind young lips,
To make Dad proud in his small world,
And Mom I’ll have your extra hug and kiss,
Then I’d say to all of them don’t worry in this flesh, of others
Stares or unneeded cares, or the grudge you’re told to keep,
For the end will come to all these things much sooner than you think,
Don’t hold too long to pain and wrong
Life’s short so keep things sweet.
© Joe Maverick 09-01-2010
From Original draft 18-08-2009
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