This poem is written from the perspective of me writing to a person right after the Rapture has occurred who has waited too long to accept Yahweh's sacrifice of Yeshua Messiah, and is left behind to go through the horrors of the Tribulation. I pray it speaks to you, as the Spirit spoke to me this morning! Peggy
Yahweh is yelling out warnings,
but there are so few that can hear.
As in the days of Noah,
they think they have nothing to fear!
They carry on with their daily lives,
sure things will always be thus,
while wondering where their friends went...
what was unique about us?
And now their world is in chaos,
they've no idea where to turn;
the sun has gotten blazing hot,
and many are starting to burn.
Sounds of war are everywhere,
and peace is nowhere to be found.
The world is tearing into shreds,
with an earsplitting sickening sound.
The man you thought was your savior,
made Hitler look like god.
And there is nothing left to love
of the earth where you once trod.
There's nowhere you can hide from him,
he hates you all the same,
what once appeared the solution,
turned out to be a game.
To make Yahshua Savior now,
makes the guillotine your fate.
And it occurs to you in horror,
that you made your choice too late.
Yet Yahweh says if you take the mark,
you'll be forever lost.
Though you need it to buy or sell,
it carries a deadly cost.
The smiling "savior" seemed so great,
with words as smooth as silk;
as he said he'd always be your friend,
he was truly of Satan's ilk.
He'll set himself up in the Temple,
swearing that he's the Most High;
you must head into the mountains then,
or you will surely die.
He'll hunt you like a dog,
and your soul shall find no rest.
Unless you have God's mark,
you've no chance to pass the test.
You need to think this through, my friend,
our time here's less and less;
don't spend eternity apart from God,
and those you loved the best.
August 18, 2006
And it was given unto him to make war with the saints, and to overcome them: and power was given him over all kindreds, and tongues, and nations. And all that dwell upon the earth shall worship him, whose names are not written in the book of life of the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world. If any man have an ear, let him hear. (Revelation 13:7-9)