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allow me to preface
this poem you will read
by telling you i was
atheist
just so we're agreed

i never went to
Sunday school
i never went to church
in those days
when i was raised
my soul was
in the lurch

my father disallowed
talk of God in any way
it was nil
had no free will
it is the same today

i had no real mentor
neither did i learn
i was slow
i didn't know
of the Lord's return

but when i was a child
i had some "crazy" dreams
as you see
there were three
not nice by any means

the first one was of Tucson
the place where i grew up
it was of its destruction
and that a bitter cup

thete was nuclear destruction
a mushroom cloud and more
but the big deal?
it was so REAL!
i saw what was in store

i had this nightmare
several times
three nights in a row
unprepared
i was quite scared
not knowing what to do

then there was another
much worse this one was
people running
screaming
there were things
which buzzed!

i thought it was a dream
perhaps it was not
perhaps as well
i perceived hell
in a dimension caught

three nights in a row
I had this experience
i don't think
that I could sink
much further than thence

but another dream came up
that would terrify

THE LORD IN HIS GLORY

COMING FROM THE SKY!

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He said He was returning
that i was now ensnared
that me and my family

HAD TO BE PREPARED!

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there was a host behind him
His face i could not see
i just knew it was
JESUS CHRIST
as certain as can be

and this is all the story
you may think me a sham
put up a fight
"i can't be right"
but folks

WHAT IF
*I AM???