Poem -

"When Jah Calls Pon You"

Some view this Life as Paradise while Many Others Dwell in Abuse,Deceit and Poverty
Although the Birds of Prey and Serpent are Mired in Sin up to Their Necks,
They're Unrelentingly Scavenging and Prowling in Pride and Robbery.
In Never knowing what a Day May bring it's not too Much Interest in This
Just when Some thought Their Fairy God-Mother would surely kiss Them good nite,
True Justice,Love and Mercy Will Be Rendering this Kiss.
The Truth Will Be Known all over This Land,but it Will Be when Most least Expect
So be Warned when the Sayings Seem Uniquely Strange,Ā 
The Justice Will Be Impartial with Everyone Who Chose to Reject.
This Creation Must Seek Truth and Right,then Live as the Decrees of Jah Seh
It's No matter the Titles or Positions Hypocrites try to Conceal Themselves Under,
The Scales of Life Will Most Surely Determine and Yes,Weigh.
Jah's Truth is Offered to Clean and Unclean All Beings Must make up Their Own Minds
Under No Circumstances will Blame be Dealt to Anyone but Self,
When One makes Lies, Materialism and Satan Their Find.
Now,Let Us Deeply Ponder over the things Chosen in this Life
For the Rewards are for the Good or Bad that One Do,
Every Being Must Clearly PerceiveĀ there areĀ No Hiding PlacesĀ 
No,not When Jah Calls Pon You! Ā Amen
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