The Wedding day of doom
A Storm of fire, and blackened plumes
Smoke in the billows of clouds.
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A morning in white turned into a day of fright.
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A Scripture came to mind;
The days of Lot
People….eating, drinking, making merry
The day came upon us, it did not tarry.
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We didn’t believe it would come to an end, not on a wedding, where there is feasting and friend.
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We coddled the enemy
Built their cities
They laughed in our face
Without any pity.
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Profiles happy on a sunny day
Turned to devastation, from the battle array.
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Fire, smoke and gas, all over our land
It went according to their devices and plan.
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Babies gone, women in turmoil, the men have gone
Taken their spoil.
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A dove of peace..
Will it settle the mind?
Has God forsaken
While America is left behind?
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God has turned his back on the slaughter, we rejected his love, our children, we have martyr’d.
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Waiting for rapture to unveil, yet God looked away, his word will prevail.
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Apocalypse now, on a wedding day.
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Repent America,
Word of Warning for America
Poem~ “The Wedding Apocalypse”
Poem & Mixed Media Collage by; P. AsheDina, The Mad Jewess~02/18/12
From The Mad Jewess at: http://themadjewess.com/