April 23, 2015


it shall not end with a whimper or a bang

but with cries of terror overwhelming

at the breaking of light on that final day

so far from midnight its dawn a surprise

mountains will crumble and valleys rise

and scattered pebbles lie futile to shield

those refusing His love from His glory

who despite themselves shall praise Him

and die, obedient to He whom they despise

bitterly wailing now even hope has died


Not with a Whimper nor with a Bang
A poem by Peter Rhebergen

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