Picture of punishment

by ben thompson   Mar 15, 2007


Rivers shall boil over, bubble and run with blood.
Birds fall from the sky, buried in darkening mud.

The suffocating sun glares down searing of our skin.
There will be no escape the darkest times now begin.

deceivers and warmongers your fate will be far worse.
Demons will rend your flesh from bone, better hope you die first.

Great storms will come without warning from a blue sky.
No limit to God's curses, as he delegates them from on high.

All hope is gone the prophecy's have been foretold.
You will suffer but not die, your blood begins to turn cold.

Satan laughs from his throne his time to rule now at hand.
For eons he has waited, evil beckons, gone the age of man.

To God we beg forgiveness, our suffering is too great.
All our chances are over, never to see heavenly gates.

Cast into a lake of fire, to be scorched for all eternity.
Picture this horrible punishment, it can be reality.

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  • 17 years ago

    by debbylyn

    Nicely done dark poem....5/5....love your work!

  • 17 years ago

    by End Of Eternity

    This is scary but i so very much loved your imagination power. You simply are very talented.

    Keep writing

    all the best and take care

  • 17 years ago

    by Cindy

    Wow! Wow! Wow!
    This is a masterpiece of what is to become.

    To God we beg forgiveness, our suffering is too great.
    All our chances are over, never to see heavenly gates.

    Makes you glad that you are one with the Lord.
    Excellent job!
    Take care Love
    Cindy

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