Angels, Deamons, And Humans in a tragic storyA Poem by SakuraBloomFlowers
The angels in the sky are spectators
They look down and see what is about to happen Kinda like a puppet show where the angels and deamons are the audience In the blue sky with an endless bed of clouds Are silver Trumpets, And angels singing with praise To their Lord and King On the earth we stand on are plants Animals, Humans all liveing togeather In perfect Harmony Useing the blessed gifts Given to us In Order to survie And last but not least the deamons of hell That are below our feet while Chained down to the earth The deamons are crying, screaming in pain while others in hell Are laughing, Giggling, Playing and tortured To death by their own sins It would be a shame to leave such pitiful creatures to suffer like this As they burn in a Furance that is even hotter then the Sun itself Their are many things in this world we do not know about yet In the near future I believe the bible will tell us what is about to happen But it will not tell us just yet.
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Added on June 29, 2015 Last Updated on June 29, 2015 AuthorSakuraBloomFlowersCincinnati , OHAboutI like to tell a story in everyone of my writings I love poetry because it makes you feel like those who hurt you with mean words or use violence as their calling it is a true coward in my own eyes more..Writing
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