Visions of the End Time
I had a dream the other night,
Boy it was such an awesome sight;
Some grave sites I was driving by,
What I saw really caught my eye.
Ghosts were coming out of the ground,
Floating up with an eerie sound;
Towards a bright light up in a cloud,
That was acting just like a shroud.
I just had to get to the house,
And tell the good news to my spouse;
In feeling joy rather than fear,
It looked like the end time was near.
With this looking to be the end,
I know not long the Lord will send;
A ball of fire all will burn,
And all doubters finally learn.
But by then it will be too late,
Anyone to go through the gate;
If not saved now you won't survive,
For death to all that is alive.
Richard Newton Sherrer
Copyright ©2007 Richard Newton Sherrer
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