Poetry

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Write the vision and make it plain,
So that those who read it can run;
See the chaos that causes pain,
The start of the end has begun.

The vision waits for the right time,
Hastens to the end not to lie;
If you look at the rise of crime,
Then you should never wonder why.

If it seems slow, then wait for it,
For it will come without delay;
A ruler upon his merit,
Misguided and has gone astray.

His lifted soul is not upright,
But by faith, the righteous shall live;
He is living not in the light,
Many demons hold him captive.

He has been transgressed by a man,
An arrogant man not at rest;
His greed is a family plan,
His son continues to invest.

Like death, he never has enough,
His son gathers from all nations;
Collects from those whose times are tough,
God will judge the allegations.

Copyright ©2023 Richard Newton Sherrer

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