Saturday, January 1, 2011

Last Storm Prophesy

 
First it was a whispered air
more light
than stir a leaf

then it was a wafting sigh
mist floating on a pool of grief

multiplied into a breeze
filled a fleeing sail

then the august ship of state
foundered in a gale

and storms of sorrow
swept the world

someone to a cross was nailed

flags of darkness were unfurled
the lord of every lie was hailed
quislings chained
rebels jailed

but shall return the cross-hung one
with the keys to death and hell

cast the flag of darkness down
strip the lie from willing bone

and take His rightful throne
and take His rightful throne.
 

1 comment:

  1. Yes! He has taken his rightful throne. Already, but not yet.

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