I can feel the sprinkling,
of the latter rain . . .
I can see the first drops
falling on a world full of pain.
I can tell the time is near,
by the heart-broken cries
I can hear the thunder roar
over the false prophets lies.
I can perceive the drought,
upon all nations of the land
I can envision the deadly hunger
as God releases Armageddon’s plan.
I can sense the precipitation,
of wars and rumors of every kind
I can recognize the dribble . . .
Satan’s uses on man’s mind.
I can see disease’s down pouring
as it spreads from coast to coast
I can tell of the ungodly leaders
teeming to be the Anti-Christ host.
I can hear the violent sputter,
beneath the earth’s shaky crust
I can see how sin has drenched
the world in greed and lust.
I can sense a deluge coming,
when the latter rain will fall
I can hear God’s warning . . .
” This is your wake-up call!”
King James Version
” For many shall come in my name, saying,
I am Christ; and shall deceive many.
And ye shall hear of wars and rumours of
wars: see that ye be not troubled: for
all these things must come to pass, but
the end is not yet”
Deborah Ann Belka