TWILIGHT TIME THE RECESSION IS HERE
So much that we as a people have not known and yet God’s mercy abounds
Are there aliens living among us why do we quarrel and fight to please us
The beauty of the celestial and the glow of the terrestrial we want so to touch
Living among us and crossing our paths seen only at the corner of our eyes
We swim all our lives in a liquid bath of refreshing vapor we call the air
The barren emptiness surrounds our utmost wants and dislike do not ask why
God is always here there and everywhere until twilight time comes near
All glory be to the one true God you will know him by his radiance so fair
Why sorrow about tomorrow facing the hardship of life the grave is the goal
When God calls his jewels, home was surely spoken by the soul of story untold
John was there at Patmos he fares said he saw riotous taken its time to awaken
To believe you not forsaken the journey that was spoken there you need no token
The time is now your bondage is free there are no noose to tight to be loose
Fear not your assentation it was mentioned you should skip the horrific dissension
Believing you are immune to God judgement is futile this the hour of your recession
So much we as a people have, we not known and yet we will all stand before his throne
Kenvil Atkins for Pwindaykye Poems Raw Energy Timeless poems
And the book was open Scorpion sting tormented them, but they would not die neither will the rocks save them.
