Scars last a lifetime
Bruises for a season
A moment can last forever
Without giving reason
What will happen in the end
Will the land be covered by fire
And as all life tries to escape
What will be there last desire
Will they ask for forgiveness
Or go out in rage
Or be caught in denial
With their hearts still the same
Will it be a glorified destruction
Or a catastrophic end
To those that will live forever in paradise
Or those that regret their most prideful sins
But when the Earth is quiet
And all is said and done
What will become of that moment
When they meet the Holy One
Aug 2, 2020
Aug 2, 2020 at 5:20 PM UTC
Scars last a lifetime
Bruises for a season
A moment can last forever
Without giving reason
What will happen in the end
Will the land be covered by fire
And as all life tries to escape
What will be there last desire
Will they ask for forgiveness
Or go out in rage
Or be caught in denial
With their hearts still the same
Will it be a glorified destruction
Or a catastrophic end
To those that will live forever in paradise
Or those that regret their most prideful sins
But when the Earth is quiet
And all is said and done
What will become of that moment
When they meet the Holy One
The oldest poem that I have on paper. The first of many
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