When The Time Comes To Meet God

A Poem by Brother Jacob

There’ll be no more cards left to to play,
for every false narrative shall be thrown away.

For all truth shall be known, everything revealed.
Everything will be exposed; all things that were concealed.

The things that we thought were true, might turnout to be a lie.
Don’t ask me I don’t know; God only knows why.

When the time comes to meet God everyone shall bow a knee,
to the only one who is truly superior above you and me.