by steve1223adelaide, South Australia
Jul 2011 894 Views 2 comments
Judgement Day
Oh ye so cruel who doth take life
And think of it as naught
Who take delight in mother's wail
And orphan's tears which flow
You dance with joy at bodies broke
And spirits crushed, defeated
As death toll rise and bodies mount
You claim for you the victory
But remember this, you need to know
The day you stand before me
I am God who judges all
And you will feel my vengeance
And think of it as naught
Who take delight in mother's wail
And orphan's tears which flow
You dance with joy at bodies broke
And spirits crushed, defeated
As death toll rise and bodies mount
You claim for you the victory
But remember this, you need to know
The day you stand before me
I am God who judges all
And you will feel my vengeance
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jul 2011
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Comments (2)
of reality. TY
There is some comfort in knowing that we need only to be concerned about our own actions and that the actions of others will have their own day of reckoning.