Final Era

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Final era

 

Life in this final era can be truly scary

But it’s the final era so it’s temporary!

 

In this final era fear’s very ample

As is sand in the desert, for example.

 

For so many pain’s a constant companion

And depression has pulled countless to the bottom of the canyon.

 

Everyday bitter tears people are crying

Because of war and violence many are dying.

 

In this final era no matter the age, older or younger

While some are feasting, others must contend with hunger.

 

In this final era not even clean water is a given

Instead, to the life of crime many have been driven.

 

“Love is love!” People are chanting

As division and hatred they’re planting!

 

Love of family and knowing its protection

Most never felt it, not even their own mother’s affection.

 

How about modern medicine? Sounds very scientific

Sadly it’s a business plan since sickness’s so prolific.

 

This is final era of free and easy communication?

Yet so few can carry on a meaningful conversation.

 

How about using God given mind of reason?

No! It’s frowned upon, it’s as bad as treason!

 

Hey, it’s common since, fire’s hot, water’s wet

Right? Just as man’s a man, woman’s a woman, wanna bet?

 

Many bought into a lie of being free and independent,

Only to be left overburdened and abandoned.

 

Yes, this is final era full of insane confusions,

Countless began to believe in their own delusions.

 

They abandoned God, what’s their solution?

“Let’s create a new religion, and call it evolution!”

 

The sad truth is that human family got into this pitiful condition,

Because at the start Satan began on his slanderous and greedy mission!

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  • sorenbarrett

    A poem that has many examples and wonderful images in rhyme that see this as the end of times and calls for recognition of this. Well written with great flow and organization. Nicely done

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    We're here, aren't we? A truthful poem my friend. Who knows when the actual end will come, but we're heading straight for it, that is for sure. Well done my friend. πŸŒΉπŸ‘

    • accross_world_with_u

      From and true believer to another, what we see unfolding on a global scale is undeniable. It’s not when as much as just knowing that it will definitely be. Because even if we knew the exact day and hour, really, who would have taken it seriously?! No more than they already are. Because faith is not possession of everyone. πŸ™πŸ«Ά Thank you for weighing in, always very much appreciated. Keep your faith strong!

      • Tristan Robert Lange

        You are most welcome, my friend. I will do so, Lord help me. You too. β€οΈβœοΈπŸ™



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