Approaches

Not much longer, will this wickedness he take,
for bothering it is, that so many hearts ache.
Many evil deeds done, causing so much pain,
so that everyday in the earth, tears fall as rain.
The hate and the fear, has consideribly grown,
and few acknowledge, the grace he has shown.
The terrible things we do, are not his ways,
because love one another, my Bible says.
And simple enough, it shouldn't be mistaken,
but now seems wisdom, have many forsaken.
Because rocket science, the truth is not,
so how is it common sense, has been forgot.
But further upon his kindness, do we encroach,
so that always closer, does his vengence approach.
For every single day, are many sins flaunted,
showing just how much, is his mercy unwanted.
And so oblige will he, when comes time to meet,
the moment you must face, the judgement seat.



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Written on 2009-06-29 at 23:34

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hello mr scarecrow guy. let me just adjust you a bit so you're firmly rooted in the ground:

*hammers your head with a sledge*

there you go

and as for your text. another fine doomsday song. why am I not surprised? everything is so terrible. we are all so full of sin. we should all be so very ashamed of ourselves. bad bad everybody.

it's always a pleasure to read you. very uplifting.
see you around, happy chap.
2009-06-30