Fraterity of Bride
Fraternity of Bride
By Arley Steinhour 050215
God chose a day, He will celebrate,
Where, attendees must have a ticket,
Tickets, not for sale right at the gate,
As it's protected by a 'prickly thicket.'
That celebration, to which I speak,
Comes but once through Eternity,
When departure is called, even the weak,
Will fly over the thicket, a special Fraternity.
Many souls comprise Fraternity of Bride,
Yet there will be spaces, no one is there,
They'll cower beneath mountain, to hide,
Or in frustration, just 'Pull out their Hair.'
They all knew the story, of 'Watching,'
With 'Repentance,' the key to the ride,
Just too happy with mortal lodging,
Decided to play for the other side.
I offer this chastisement scrawl,
To wake up some portion of the 'lost '
There will soon be that 'One Ticket Call,'
'Left Behind's,' must pay a different Cost.
AMEN
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