When a prophecy graduates into a reality,
And the Word rules supreme over banality
Of life misguided by religion and ambitions
To the amazement of unbelieving nations,
When heavens stage a theatrical display
Of astral bodies pushing and pulling away
Far in, far out from their celestial settings
And the morning star gives false readings,
When the River of the Bible begins to dry
And the valleys and hills echo pitiable cry
Of men and women who discover too late
Their miserable state of existence and fate,
When a sin ripens and harvest is at hand
And a call is sounded throughout the land
Of a people lost in time to sinful pleasures
Ready is the sickle and scales to measure
When multitudes fall away from the Truth
And pledge allegiance to a demonic brute
Who from hell arise to rule over the world,
And apostates have t’eir souls forever sold.
Be prepared for the Hour is palpably near!
Keep the faith and give no thought to fear.
Watch the Almighty wrap up men’s history
While the faithful bask in His eternal glory.
A Anato Swu
Satakha town Zunheboto
