The mystery awaits you and I
how will it possibly be?
The rants grow louder
Their resolves become stronger
Souls awaiting a long slumber arise
'So what will occur?' they say
for You and I
They ponder and chant
The apocalypse is near
And the world shall burn
'What answers do ye seek?' they ask
Their theories are confounded
conflicting and dumbfounded
Tears flowing down a cheek
Their plans for the world are grand
Creating grass from where once was sand
But 'tis only a flicker
As their voices get louder
The anxiety rises day by day
'What will become of us' they say
Flashes in the night sky
Sandstorms by Day
The factions widen
Awaiting for Him to say
As the prophecies unfold
And unleash the righteous day...
Thursday, February 2, 2012
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