This treats real, no meager trickster. <br />A scary truth, no flaky mixture. <br />When Christians left the Gospel mission, <br />This world lost God's benediction; <br />True love was lost, <br />We counted not the cost. <br />Beware, read on if you dare, <br />For this is no cheesy fright fest fare. <br /> <br />From the Almighty's smoke-filled throne, <br />God's wrath long overdue is known. <br />Though once all men beheld His glory, <br />Grace is done, the Gospel story. <br />Now all's for naught, <br />This farm's been bought. <br />Buzzards circling low explore, <br />Unsaved graceless to the core. <br /> <br />From faceless sons a question begs; <br />Are those leftover just the dregs? <br />As the error of their life is known, <br />The terror in their eyes is shone, <br />An evil rain, <br />Falls on those in vain. <br />The deadly tide will overflow. <br />The damned will ride its undertow. <br /> <br />Their harm a churchy world inflicts, <br />By loveless laws and men's edicts. <br />Indifference costs a heavy price; <br />Hell's mouth wide will not suffice. <br />No way to heal, <br />No way to re-seal. <br />This poor flock no longer sought, <br />In the terror of death's maw are caught. <br /> <br />The time of His return is here, <br />Even now men's hearts are filled with fear. <br />If we fail here to share God's vision, <br />Those left behind die in derision. <br />This drama's real, <br />Please hear my appeal. <br />Though sinful men will surely die, <br />Today the Savior's love is nigh.<br /><br />Mark Walters<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/deadly-rain-2/
