The Future Is Murder
Sometimes I wish for absolute control
over every living soul.
All of heaven cries stop the sin.
It’s time to bring it to an end.
Time to say it’s not going any further.
Yet wishing is the wrong approach.
Only one way is beyond reproach.
Prayer is needed now more than ever.
Satan is so very clever.
He’ll do all he can to get away with murder.
Many are already trembling in fear.
They know the end is getting near.
The spinning world has lost control.
It has overcome the order of the soul.
I have seen the future.—- It is murder.
There is famine, plagues & earthquakes .
Wars & rumors of wars for heaven’s sake!
Terror from roaming wicked hoards.
Crazies that belong on psycho wards.
A time of trouble like there never was.
Everything that can be shaken will be.
Fire & brimstone in the sky for all to see.
There will be fires burning along the road.
Killers with their brains itching like a toad.
The white man dancing is the fuzz.
He is dancing while hanging from a pole.
His family is running to and fro.
Seems the instigators should be dancing.
Why not Charlie Manson??
There isn’t anything left to measure anymore.
Rape , killings, & anarchy are at every turn.
The sinful people just never learn.
The government tries to gain control.
They blame God’s people for loss of their soul.
God’s people are sealed in God to their very core.
There would be no one left alive to tell the story
If Jesus didn’t come in all His glory.
With millions and millions of angels .
The host of heaven, all shining, with their halo’s.
Gods brightness will kill off all the wicked hoard.
So I say repent, repent, repent!!
Don’t sit and wonder what I meant.
The time draws near for the trouble to start.
Repent while you can & get a new heart.
That way you will have a ticket to get on board.
——————————————– R. W. Johnson—– (3013)