Sir Ricky's Inspirational Poetry Corner

A day comes when sons and daughters,

Eating and drinking in their home;

Will drown from the rising waters,

Rapid rising causing to foam.

The oxen were plowing the field,

While the donkeys fed by them;

Floods destroyed the entire yield,

As though the Lord tried to condemn.

The enemy fell upon them,

Taking them by striking them down;

Caused massive chaos and mayhem,

While all their livestock did drown.

I alone have escaped to tell you,

With swinging the double-edged sword;

For I was able to construe,

All the intentions of the Lord.

While I spoke there came another,

The fire of God from Heaven;

It burned up my sheep and brother,

Into the mind it was graven.

I alone escaped to tell you.

Another came while I spoke;

For deceiving from what is true,

Thought of the Gospel as a joke.

Three groups had formed to make a raid,

Taking down camels and the slaves;

While making people afraid,

Burying them in a mass grave.

Then there came a great gust of wind,

Striking four corners of the place;

Because they were not disciplined,

So, the Lord would not shed His grace.

It fell upon the young and old,

Men and women that were found dead;

As events started to unfold,

I tore my robe rising from bed.

I fell on the ground to worship,

Naked came I out of the womb;

The breath of the Lord woke me up,

Naked shall I be in the tomb.