Poem -

"The White Horse"

Satan is on a rampage seeking Lives to destroy
Stealing the blind  Ones Souls and plays with them as a toy.
He has many ways of coming and He uses many tools
The easiest Prey He captures are the Ones becoming a Fool.
We must look at reality even the Fool's had Lives
But Satan is very tricky with His games and the way He connives.
All Faithful We must not Be tempted to go in any of His ways
If We expect in Life to ever see any Better days.
Before Satan and His Minions We must always stand Firm
As to Be the perfect Example for this World to witness We finish Our Term.
When One get to know Jah then in Him We can make a True stand
We can trek thru this World with no fear of Satan or Numbers in His Band.
Remember,when Jah get Ready Everything He Created will surely Bow
No need to Be confused for He's the Will the Way and the How.
If Beings would set Their Hearts,these days to follow the Lord
It would make the way of Peace and Unity much closer to the Path of One Accord.
None should want to SEE Jah,Especially with a Heart that is Unjust
For even the Sea will try to Flee and the hard Mountains will turn to but Dust.
To the not so mighty Satan,for All the Souls You lead astray with No remorse
It will not Be a loving Day No,when Jah send His Rider on The White Horse!  Amen

 

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