The end of time

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standing in long lines, Staring straight ahead at out fate.

The sun hitting our skins, the heat becoming unbearable.

Time as our biggest enemy as it slowly drains our energy.

Rows and rows of people from all around,

Naked and bare in front of the lord.

carrying only our sins and deeds.

Not our fortune, fame or money. Nor do we carry our reputation, status or degree

all equal in the eyes of the lord,Getting judged only by our actions and faith.

Falling down on our knees, covered in dirt and sin,

We break out in tears, raising our hands for the lord

Feeling so ashamed at our lack of faith.

Our hearts rapidly fill with heavy regret,

Our mouths start praying continuously

But only if we felt this way on earth

Because In this life we live ,

 people come and go, you can't get too comfortable,

With your money or the amount of cars or houses you own.

At the end of the day we only take our sins to the grave.

you didn't pray once or even ask for forgiveness,

You constantly move further from god and further from yourself

Because you let the devil guide you, you let him pull you further away from god.

Now its too late and the time has come,

You can almost feel the flames of the hell fire on your tender skin, the burning smoke

that spreads through the atmosphere ,Hitting your nose sharply and penetrating through your body

The cracking sounds pulsating through the air, piecing through your ears.

You can almost see the light from the heavens hitting your face, you can almost feel the warmth of it

Deep in your heart, the purity and grace of it shining from its doors.

You can almost see the weighing scales across you , holding you whole life within them.

We came from him and to him we will go, when our time has stopped when our books are shut.

When its time again we will rise to be judged by him and him only.

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