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TITLE: Birth Pangs | Previous Challenge Entry
By Crista Darr
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Reeling and drunken with sin
The countless ages draw to an end
The birth pangs do begin
Whirling waters escape their bounds
Turning land to raging seas
Waves with wings like swords
Flood mankind with agony
Writhing birth pangs escalate
Mountains crumble to the ground
The heavens rattle in response
A thunderous, roaring sound
Creation moans as cackling winds
Tear over barren lands
Withered crops are stubble now
Hungry souls have empty hands
Yet, God's field is ripe for harvest
The sickle swings by day
On their knees to tie the sheaves
Saints devote themselves to pray
As darkness rises from evil minds
Weaving webs of splitting atoms
Flames scorch a blackened sky
Eclipsing the face of the sun
Wool-white flock in the deepest vale
Shepherd King relieves their fear
As birth pangs in crescendo cry
Deliverance is near
Look up! He parts the heavens
For His chosen to pass through
An exodus from a fallen world
Riding clouds o’er seas of blue
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Saints devote themselves to pray'. Yeggy