Poem: Trumpets



Trumpets
by Marsha Marie

promises unseen
blood shed
no redeem?

how liesth thou?
how sleepest thou?

hear the trumpets
not for rejoicing
but for judgments

stop now 
stop all 
your great pretense 
will surely fall

His blood i choose
i watch you lose
claim not i am confused
you've known thru time 
you'll soon decline 


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