Salvation Call
Some like to gather with fellow mourners
And whine about the day
With a horizontal perspective
And no vision for the end,
Which comes for every creature
Both animals and humans
(Even Americans and Cubans).
But ready to go we must be:
Ducks and soul in a row.
Indeed, the Truth we must know.
He’s comin’ with an ax
Choppin’ more than our backs:
That soul has a price to pay;
Won’t matter what you have to say.
Sin is covered by nothin’ but the blood
And the Judgment will be worse than a flood!
So, get on board; don’t need to pack.
No more sleepin’ on your rack.
(That’s military talk for a bed.
Pay attention to what’s been said!)
Time’s runnin’ out for you to get right.
Won’t belong; He’ll put you out o’ sight!
0721 on 24 March, 2023
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