Falling Sky

Poem By ADEESO ADEYEMI

The stronghold of heaven is broken,
The sun and the moon darkened,
The stars withdrawn their shining,
The day cometh, burn as an oven,
The sky has falling.

Dried bones amidst from the dust,
The judgment day has come,
Run, for the chain of heaven has broken,
The mirth of the land is gone,
The destruction of man has come.

I saw all the birds flying in midair,
Gathering for the great supper,
The power of heaven is open,
The sky above grew dark,
And the trumpet is blown.

I saw the heaven burn, the boiling sea,
And a tremble in the ground,
Suddenly a blinding light took everything,
From the wind and heat,
Everyone was running, the land is in chaos.

The gate of heaven was open,
The stairs of heaven is release to earth,
The throne is set, and the nations appear for the judgment,
Let the whole voice be quite,
The time has come.

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