5 ’til 12

Posted by in Dark, Light

It’s five until twelve, opening are the gates of hell.
Only a squeak,
but smoke spews forth!

Demons run free, gibbering with glee.
Free to roam and cause pain,
Mischief and disdain.

God’s not sleeping!
His army is preparing,
Stretching their limbs, eyes watchful and meandering.

Are you ready to stand in these times?
Times of evil?
Holding your head up high, waiting for the one on high?

Light and dark collide everyday.
Are you understanding?
Are you sleeping?

Do you believe in more,
Or are your eyes heavy-lidded,
Ready to snore?

Time is waning!
It’s 5 til 12,
No time to sit, only standing.