And I saw an angel climbing down from heaven, <br />With a trumpet in one hand, and a bowl in another. <br />His wings were flaming, and eyes -piercing and raven. <br />''I'm the seventh angel carrying the will of our Father, '' <br />He said, ''Before long you'll hearken to the seventh trumpet, <br />Witnessing thunder & lightning, a hailstrom and an earthquake. <br />Each mortal will fear greatly, feeling like a hand-puppet, <br />And then the time comes for the dead to be wide awake <br />To be judged, and the time to reward the prophets and the saints <br />And to destroy the beast worshippers who destroy the earth.'' <br />I watched him flew up, and the sky looked as a set of paints, <br />And I wished I could rejoice in Christ's reign after rebirth.<br /><br />Aram Stefanian<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-seventh-angel/
