Judgment Day
B
Barry Middleton
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the clouds are coming
the storm is drumming
soon it will be too late
the wind is blowing
with no one knowing
what is to be their fate
the clock is running
no guile or cunning
can stop the final toll
no use for shelter
the waves and welter
will come for every soul
where should one go
when fierce winds blow
to carry us all away
best to be ready
on a path that's steady
and it won't hurt to pray
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