Are You Afraid…
Outside the red door is the gateway leading to the
city of doom, through the open door is another
sphere of everlasting pain, emotionally and bodily.
There is no one to push the gate open, those at the
entrance walks freely knowing there is tragedy
beyond the gate there is fear, secret things, distrust
and lies.
The darkness is the most evil, a blood red moon
framed by the many stars hanging in the blackness.
Cries claim the night, souls in the depths of hell
are lost forever in the darkness beyond the tomb.
Is there hope in death, will memories go beyond
the stars, will those souls left behind be remembered.
Souls shedding their tears of blood; give credibility to
the wailing of fate.
Time is lost on those who use the love of God in hypocrisy,
the ground will sink and the false prophets will ride on a wave of
evil toward that dreadful shore. Are you afraid?
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