Listen, listen, listen
You dig your graves with your ignorance
Listen, listen, listen
You hide the truth from your ears


You fools


Listen. Listen. Listen.


Listen to my Spirit capture your house
Is your attention mine?
You think this is just another poem
Then you are another loss

Listen to me!
You naive travelers!
You wander into land with no food or water!
And you welcome the drought of your soul

I beg you,
Listen
Welcome not drought
But instead welcome righteousness
And mercy, and unconditional love


Hear me


Do not close your mind to what is coming
You face death because of your charade
This is the end if everything.

As you know it.

Be pure and listen to my words
This is your crossroads
This is the end of everything
as you know it

You must


Listen.