J.M.J.
J.M.J.
THE CHASTISEMENT
THE FIRES WILL BURN EVERYWHERE,
MISSILES EXPLODING IN THE AIR.
THE SKY IS BLACK; THE GROUND IS RED
FROM BODIES OF THE COUNTLESS DEAD.
THE EARTH WILL SHATTER AT THE CORE;
THE LAVA ON THE GROUND WILL POUR.
THOSE WHO WILL SEE THE MOLTEN STREAM
WILL ONLY HAVE THE TIME TO SCREAM.
WHEN MOUNTAINS CRUMBLE AND TURN TO SAND,
THE RIVERS WILL BECOME DRY LAND.
THE SUN WILL NOT BRING LIGHT OF DAY,
ONLY THE FRAGRANCE OF DECAY
FATHERS GRIEVING, MOTHERS CRYING
AS THEY WATCH THEIR CHILDREN DYING.
THE ONES STILL LIVING WISH THEY WERE NOT
AS THEIR OWN FLESH BEGINS TO ROT.
RAGING WATERS BUT NOT ONE DROP
TO QUENCH THE THIRST OR PLANT NEW CROP.
NOTHING LEFT BUT THE POLLUTION;
NO TIME IS LEFT FOR RESTITUTION.
ONLY THE GRAINS OF SAND REMAIN
ALONG WITH AGONY AND PAIN.
NOTHING IS LEFT TO FILL THE VOID;
ALL THAT WAS HAS BEEN DESTROYED.
FOR YOUR SHELTER WILL BE A CAVE;
YOUR LIFE WILL BE THAT OF A SLAVE.
YOU WILL BE STRIPPED OF ALL YOUR PRIDE
UNTIL YOU HAVE LEFT NOTHING TO HIDE.
WHEN YOUR BODY HAS BEEN PURGED
AND OF PURE SOUL YOU HAVE EMERGED,
ONLY THEN YOU’LL UNDERSTAND
THE POWER OF GOD’S MIGHTY HAND.
WHEN SEVEN MONTHS AND ONE DAY PASS,
BENEATH YOUR FEET YOU’LL FEEL NEW GRASS.
THE SUN WILL SHINE, FRESH WATERS FLOW;
THE FLOWERS AND THE TREES WILL GROW.
THE THORNS THAT GOD WORE ON HIS HEAD,
GOD GAVE TO SATAN AS HE FLED.
THE UNIVERSE WILL HEAR HIS YELL
AS SATAN’S BANISHED INTO HELL.
THE THRONE OF GOD WILL BE IN PLACE;
NOW HE WILL RULE THE HUMAN RACE.
THE PROPHECIES HAVE BEEN FORETOLD;
THE NEW BEGINNING WILL UNFOLD.
“THY WILL BE DONE”
3-3-1994
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