The dawning of my final dayI tarry at the End of Times
on the beach of Armageddon
slapped by salty Santa Anas
Waiting...
For the Lord to pass His judgment
Will He lead me to Salvation
on the path to all that's Holy
crossing over to His Glory
from the toxic water's edges
rocky shores of crimination
over monolithic rubble
across the rainbow passageway
Waiting...
Sea swells sting my naked ankles
brimstone fires the final moments
rising up in desecration,
as I search the dark horizon
for the vision of His rainbow
colors piercing through the anguish
the good Lord reaching for my hand
to spirit me away from here
Waiting... for Redemption
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Waiting for Redemption, copyright 2008, Jackie Marx
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