Poetry

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Armageddon.

In my inner world life died everywhere,
famine taking what sword had left behind.
Brim and hailstones flatten what stood up,
no escape from the carnage I could find.

Awed I saw Jesus the wicked inside me fight,
turning my world of being into a battleground.
I saw billows of smoke rising up ever so high,
rolling thunder throughout my world rebound.


I watched scorpions parading through my soul,
stinging in me what was godless in its lust.
Massive grasshoppers devouring all my good,
fierce horses trampling inner wrong to dust.

I saw much of my inner greenery burn-up,
whole fleets of cargo ships sadly perish.
My daily trade coming to an abrupt hold,
for ungodly rulers wrong in me did cherish.

I saw the Dragon reigning all his subjects,
watched the numbered in me die like flies.
I heard the false prophet's constant lying,
demons smear God's grace and love with lies.

It was the blood drinking prostitute,
which flabbergasted me the most.
Unfaithful love killing God's chosen,
with fiery death she was deposed.

I saw my world's kingdom going down,
ruling Babylon in one hour fall away
Yet with two thirds of my world wiped out,
I watched God's kingdom come to stay.

So seeing God's own safely at home,
I finally let my many tears run dry.
Seeing Jesus ruling from the clouds,
I also joined Heaven's Hallelujah cry.

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