When all heck shall break free
There will be nothing left, you'll see
It's all because of a simple word: me, me, me

We'll see sadness all around
Ranting and raving will be a constant sound
Our tears, the ground they'll pound

Unholy and frightening scenes will appear
Ghastly sights will our horrified eyes mirror
Our deepfelt inner terror

The bondsman coming for us
Our normal lives cut short with abruptness
Overwhelming chaos and madness

Life spinning out of control
I try grabbing onto a pole
But there's no one who'll console

This anguish in my heart
We could have stopped this atrocity when it did start
If we had all done our part

Our pearls before swine have we thrown
Searching for relief as we've run
Nary a sign of anyone

Such infinite events will unfold
Earthquakes, eruptions, pestilences, and wars will we behold
Our children can not be consoled

Weeping and wailing all around
Faith, hope, and charity can't be found
Until the trumpet of God shall sound

Christ unto all the world will appear
And the world throughout will give ear
All knees will bow, and His name we will revere

It is asked, "Wherein came these wounds in thy side and hands?"
Justice for an eternal law then demands
That only Christ will govern these lands

Christ, the Prince of Peace
Zion will be His masterpiece
All wars and contentions will suddenly cease

As He begins His millennial reign
A thousand years without pain
Triumph over evil will He attain

For Christ will rule supreme
His people, He has come to redeem
If before Him, we are found pure and clean

Written by:
Jason Cheney
February 19-22, 2022