To Your Knees

It's 9 o'clock n the A.M.
no one will expect the mayhem,
no one knows the danger on the way,
that will reveal its self throughout the day.
Everyone thinks that all is well,
not knowing What will be unleashed from hell,
beast will come to torture all mankind.
no man, woman, or child will be left behind.
No not one single person will be spared,
they all will be running hopeless & scared,
searching for a place that they can hide,
but There's no place safe; not in or outside.
they will come & take away all you hold dear,
& break you down by using your fear,
they will attack in every form and fashion,
and take you to where flesh burns and teeth will be nashing.
There will be no one left to lend a helping hand,
you'll be stuck like a ship on the sand,
with no way out because the oceans are dry,
there won't even be tears when u cry.
take all that you have learned here this day,
drop to your knees before God & pray,
thank him & praise him for all he has done,
& accept the sacrafice of his son.