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End Time Blues

The trees may no longer bloom,
Since you are feeling the gloom;
And you do not give a hoot,
For the trees will bear no fruit.

As a drought seems to prevail,
With the harvest time to fail;
Pens are empty for the sheep,
No cows in the stalls to keep.

No matter if time will end,
I know that the Lord will send;
Our Savior on a cloud,
To pick me up from the crowd.

Regardless of life on earth,
I am given a rebirth;
Fire or water this time,
Because of man and his crime.

I know that the time is short,
Until Jesus comes to port;
And celebrate as I wait,
For Him to stand at the gate.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright 2008  Richard Newton Sherrer

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