Watch The Sky
Thomas Turner

Watch the sky.
Don’t ask why.
You will hear the forces,
the galloping horses.
Tubular bells chime.
There’s not much time.
The clouds will roll.
So save your soul.

When there is peace
in the Middle East,
the bitter end
will surely begin.
He will take his reign -
save us from the pain;
for the rapture will come.
not for all, just for some.


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