The Dusk is Near

Day of reckoning

When carcass shall resurrect

In naked waiting for judgement,

no sins shall be conceal

and no Intruders shall live with the LORD

He shall have his children

feeding them in hell, with

thorns, and stinky water

Pagan shall cry,

But Saints shall live in Paradise

Where there’s no outcry,

Like the hours of darkness without a ray

the cloud of hell shall change to, where

wailers shall wail in scars.

AbdulAhmeed Adesigbin


By poetryinjection

I'm a Poet, Writer and a Social critic

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