The Last Day Of Earth II ............... By: Scarecrow76

(( I am sure that if you are anything like me, you are scratching your head and wondering why I would feel a need to write a sequel to the "Last Day of Earth" post but like I said.... I feel like Something has been put on my heart to share with you all and though it is nothing that I can straight forward describe, I can at least get you all the general idea and plus …. well … I wrote it and can do what I want with it LOL.>




While burning down idols made of gold.
Memorialized the souls that they sold.
Women and extinct species cry.
The evil men will rapes but they won't be denied.
A crass and hardnosed savior takes his place and stands against the onslaught kills.
As they harm him for denying the stock piles we were told there never was.
And as the canyons of the bodies that rot away inside the misers' walls.
As krabs and locusts deafen as they ring and buzz.
A formless enemy bakes the minds and steals the eyes of those who might know the truth.
And the moral Status seems to fall away.
Those who tell the truth are killed and laid to waste by reprobate minds.
A corpse that bleeds in a wind that makes the towers bend and sway.

A rich man stands among us all.
Refusing to watch his nation fall.
Hungry children will no longer cry.
They will be fed so they may not die.
Once this man is no longer any king the world will suffer hard.
As we watch our loved ones slowly fade away.
The iron in the clay will give out to the sell out storm.
Technology will be the high price that we must pay.
The fortune tellers will simply con their way through time jut as they always have.
But will they be honest and tell you where the devil likes to play?
As the giants wreak revenge on every land from which they rise.
As the ogres pour into town to tell false faith dealers what to say.

Many will go in extinctions ways.
No-one will care about the epitaph displayed
Life is hard but it's simple to die.
Satans grin and say " now is our time"
Children referred as sacrificial food on that Virginia hill.
While in Georgia the stones mark the rules of a coming day.
Atlantis is under oceans and under ice and mud floods say our history stolen.
While the demons with misplaced trust see our blood as a small price to pay.
Michael wields and swings his mighty sword of lightning and it's flames.
Just to hold off an enemy we have been fooled to think does not remain.
This is not to save the human race or world, it is just synchronicity.
Written long ago to tell us of then and coming days.

The future is just a moment away.
The past is just now that has slipped away.
The magic decree of the people passed
Now last will be first and first will be last.
As the iron rusts it's way through waste and clay without a motive.
Just the product of an angry potter's house.
Watching robots calling golems to mystify the ones freely giving away their goals.
Watching some buried then as it bleeds through time and into now.
And the people who hate their brothers spraying a dismal fog stealing life from eyes.
As armies march to set their homes ablaze.
And the future is not bleak for there is a mighty hand.
Not of flesh but it will boldly clear the slate.

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