Poetic-Verses

JUDGEMENT DAY

All of time was given
Did you but use it?
Strings and prongs of leaven
Filled your life to wit.

Where was all your focus?
Where was all your choice?
On the cross of Jesus
Or the devil's voice.

I cannot imagine
I cannot fathom
Opportunities lavished
On you which you spurned.

Let these words but flurry
In your mind right now
So you don't be sorry
On that beauteous morn.