07 February 2022

Freedom to Choose (the poem)

 

The end of time moves on stage
for each one sudden age
a shear fork provides the Lord
to save His from Hell fires cage

A Universe fades away
times runs down, the lost would stay
Jesus is the open door
eternal life on the way

Balance to begin and end
with mathematics to send
a Universe through the Word
energy has herds to mend

when the Lord calls the choice is yours
salvation or drown offshore
sink to everlasting hell
not even a yell; either/or.

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