The Time is At Hand

See not, Hear not, Speak not, = 'Sanity'
Or, Insanity, or what is known as 'Dead.'

The Time is At Hand
By Arley Steinhour 060915

A game is in play, called, 'Nucs-for-Iran,'
So, they can have fun, destroying the Jew,
No matter the score, 'God, hits the Fan,'
And then, there's Iranians, so-very-Few.

The Time is at hand, as the world shakes,
Signs, in the land, from Space, and in sky,
If the news were good, we'd be baking cakes,
But, Survivors will envy dead, with more yet to die.

Sanity runs scared, without a brain to control,
Cousin, Insanity, has purchased the crowd,
By Leveling the field, and lowering the 'goal,'
They can live under Satan, while feeling proud.

We, the 'sane,' await your Regal Call,
To take us from this world of shame,
Some arrive, Martyred, rather than fall,
Away from our Faith, and your Holy Name.

We try to tell, as many folk, as will listen,
'You are the only way to God, and Paradise,
Simply, Repent, and Accept, Jesus as God,
He Fully Redeemed, by paying 'Blood Sacrifice.'

AMEN