'As lightening falling from the sky,'
Perhaps, be words that doesn't lie,
When taken to Aramaic language,
Is it a view of brand-new package?
Voice of Choice
By Arley Steinhour 012213
The Scene is set, rehearsals met,
For the world to play its part,
Leaders in place, parameters set,
Satan, pushes the button to start.
Catastrophe, in Lands of the Free,
As hatred explodes from hiding place,
Pain and Suffering, to be what it be,
No matter the 'Calling,' all must face.
The heavy hand of Satan's foal,
With pleasure, turns on the putrid key,
To carry many to death's dark hole,
Before they accept what You did for me.
The 'Day of Jacob's Trouble,' does shine,
Upon the hillside, close at hand,
Like Lightening falling, as caustic brine,
Bringing death across the Land.
Closing Prophecies, soon play out,
As, so many 'Fall Away,'
Running from God, with rejection and doubt,
Of Redemption's Offer, each day.
Flocking to worship Satan's anointed one,
And, 'Lying promises,' from his lip;
Rejecting, God's 'Only Begotten Son,'
As into Abyss, they willingly trip.
When all is done, the sheep and goat,
Selected, Rejected, one by one;
Some will sink and some will float,
Their own lips state what they've done.
You can heed God's word, or flip me the bird,
I've said what I need to say,
You can pretend God's Word, you've never heard,
But, 'If not Reborn, Only you Pay.'