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| This poem was inspired by a sermon preached by, once again, Bro. Steven Strooh at my church in January of 2001. In this sermon he explained Why Four Gosples and showed God's pattern of four throughout scripture. This sermon started the six page Ramblings of an Amateur. This poem was supposed to be a shorter and simpler poem, however it didn't turn out that way. |
The stars
The stone
Paper and Ink
A Bride
A woman's head
A lion's body
It's written in the stars
She holds the secret of how to read it.
Start with Virgo,
(A woman, her head)
End with Leo,
(A lion, her body)
The stone
It awaits its Capstone
As a bride
Awaits her Bridegroom
The
paper and ink
Made it seen by all,
Yet it is not seen
The people have hidden their eyes.
The people are blind
Blinded by Satan's minions.
Blind to lies and to sin.
Blind to the truth.
| My friends My loved ones Still blind to all Open your eyes and see. The beast rising from the waters, Rising in the Roman horizon. Wishing to destroy Jerusalem Wishing to destroy a Bride The beast is sending his image Sending it west for all to worship Open your eyes Can you see it coming? Can you see it? See its twisted Perverted And ugly form. Twisting the Word Perverting the Word God's Word God's Spoken Word The end has come The dead in Christ have risen. I can see my great-grandmother Her long hair flowing beautifully. Mom Dad See this body of sickness and death See it change to its predestinated form. Do you see? Can you see Him now, There in the sky? I can. I'm going home. Going home to my Lord. So long I've waited, Home. No sorrow No fear I will join Christ In our wedding feast The Millennium? Maybe I will see you there? Maybe you will survive, Three and a half years of wars and plagues. Will you accept his mark? It's not a tatoo or a microchip. It's not the numbers 666. These are all signs that everyone is watching for. Acceptance Means eternal damnation Eternal seperation From God and all His attributes. Refusal means physical death. Means homelessness Means starvation Means the cries of children Their stomachs in pain Swollen, bloated, empty They sleep on beds of stone If they sleep at all. They are naked They are cold And you? You will join them in their misery. Yet you would risk all of this, For your right: To call the truth A lie, To call His Bride A cult, To call them crazy, To call their beliefs ridiculous. These human rights. A humanity that will soon pass away. A life that is so short On the clock of eternity. Why is it so hard to just believe? Grandma, There is an absolute truth. Once you knew this. Once you lived this. Once you taught this to your chldren To your grandchildren That is why we are here Paul, Nathan and I How did it come to this? What happened, In a hundred years? What happened in fifty? Open your eyes and see Open your eyes and remember Remember holiness Remember trruth. Remember how to open your eyes. The ones to your heart. The ones to your soul. You know this is right. Dear little one Once so sweet Once so innocent So fair You once followed me Like a lost puppy. I opened a door for you To an evil world. You walked right through So trusting. To you I was God But I was lost. Do I still have any influence, Or do you too believe me to be mad? Run dear child! Run from this world! From rock music From rebellion From Hollywood From Babylon. Run before it kills you As it almost killed me. Run back through that door The one that leads back to truth. |
Back to love
Back to God
If my words have ever meant anything to you
Let these ring loud and clear
Open your eyes
See the evil that's around you!
Hear the eagle scream,
"Come out!"
By: Zoey
1-2001
2 Thessalonians 2:3
Let no man decieve you by any means; for that Day will not come
unless the falling away comes first, and the man of sin is
revealed, the son of perdition,
(Revelation 1:1-22:21)