No "Coming" Now
Age Rating: 18 +
Picture Credits: Personal Collection
Scattered numbers of Adams wait,
Why is that Second Coming late?
Throngs baffle Lord at the Hellís gate,
Why Adam chose his ugly fate?
Yonder, poet in dark thought of light!
Scribbles lines of Adam in plight.
Why is bliss an eternal night?
Beware! These Adams gnaw Ďní bite!
Now shrouds, coffins, and graves they sell,
Touch their land water air, they yell!
Deaf was, has been, is to the knell,
Where, if He comes, will now He dwell?
By Rajasir 4th September 2008