Wednesday, July 24, 2013

The Wedding Apocalypse

 

By The Mad Jewess


The Wedding day of doom
A storm of fire…blackened plumes
Smoke in the billows of clouds.

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A morning in white turned into a day of fright.
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A Scripture came to mind;
The days of Lot
People….eating, drinking, making merry
The day came upon us, it did not tarry.
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We didn’t believe it would come to an end, not at a wedding, where there is feasting and friend.
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We coddled the enemy
Built their cities
They laughed in our face
Without any pity.

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Profiles happy on a sunny day
Turned to devastation, from the battle array.
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Fire, smoke and gas, all over our land
It went according to their devices and plan.
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Babies gone, women in turmoil, the men have gone
Taken their spoil.
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A dove of peace..
Will it settle the mind?
Has God forsaken
While America is left behind?

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God has turned his back on the slaughter, we rejected his love, our children, we have martyr’d.
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Waiting for rapture to unveil, yet God looked away, his word will prevail.
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Apocalypse now, on a wedding day.

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Repent America,
Or…The enemy will have his way.
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