Poetry

THE SEARED CONSCIENCE

by Lee Frank
09/28/15
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THE SEARED CONSCIENCE

There are times Lord, that I feel ... I am preaching to the choir

I scatter my seeds with zeal ... But do they reach the blinded in this hour

With little words that rhyme ... I post them on the web

As I see the end of time ... And so many facing death

They are everywhere I go ... They are truly the walking dead

Just running to and fro ... With "smart" phones in their head

No care in what is true ... Just be entertained

Believing lies the evil spews ... While playing silly games

Parents not having the time ... To teach their children what is right

Slaving and saving all their dimes ... Gave them up without a fight

Turning them over to the state ... To be trained by "The Man"

The evil power filled with hate ... Is accomplishing his plan

So long rejecting truth ... Their consciences are seared

Being lied to from their youth ... Nothing to be feared

But when the Church has flown away ... Many eyes will open

As the Earth begins to quake ... Many hearts will be broken

And then the horror will begin ... With the antichrist revealed

Opened eyes will see that sin ... After all was not concealed

Now they'll try to hide ... For they will be hunted down

A few may survive ... But on Earth, they'll have no crown

If you believe this all a fantasy ... A myth for the ignorant

If you look can you not see ... It is you are truly arrogant

Your pride will cause your fall ... But it doesn't have to be

Open your ears and hear the call ... Jesus Christ wants you free