All is Not Lost (contest Picking up the pieces – Robisms)

Thunder, pouring rain
crippling pain;

minds withering insane…

As death walks slowly
or run down one became

victim

slain, lain on crowded lanes…

Blood rising to blue skies

where lives our Father of comfort
ignored

despised

when son gone rogue
as manslayer
slanderer–‘The father of the lie’

said: “You will not die.”

But reversals will be done.

Happiness won

when loved ones are reunited
under rulership of Jah’s glorious Son!

For “the last enemy, death,
is to be brought to nothing.”

“There is going to be a resurrection
of both… righteous and… unrighteous.”

This “hope does not lead to disappointment.”1 Cor. 15:26; Acts 24:15; Rom. 5:5. © 4 minutes ago, Lucretia McCloud    death • hope • love • christian • teen • spiritual   

https://allpoetry.com/poem/16097270-All-is-Not-Lost–contest-Picking-up-the-pieces—Robisms–by-Seah-Ray


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