The Mark of the Beast (poem by me)

Sons and daughters, listen to my voice,
A time will come when people in ev’ry place,
must receive the mark of the beast by choice,
to buy and sell things in the marketplace.

It will be on the forehead or on the hand,
It might be an implanted computer chip,
It might be a barcode tattoo or brand,
Maybe an identification strip.

The number is of the beast: 666.
They can kill your body but not your soul,
Death to the flesh is better than this!
Fear God, He has sovereign control.

Be warned, my dear, not to go with flow,
When the time comes, stand firm and say no!

*This poem is based on Revelation 13:11-18.
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The Beast from the Sea (poem by me)

The dragon stands near the ocean shore,
and a beast emerges,
It is given great authority,
and people worship the beast from the sea.

It has seven heads and ten horns,
One head seems to have a fatal wound,
but he recovers from the injury,
and people worship the beast from the sea.

Its mouth is like that of a lion,
Its feet resemble a bear’s,
It utters proud and bold blasphemy,
and people worship the beast from the sea.

The beast wages war against God’s people
whose names are written in the Lamb’s book of life,
They will be led into captivity,
but they won’t worship the beast from the sea.

*This poem is based on Revelation 13:1-10.
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The Woman & the Dragon (poem by me)

Lift your eyes to heaven for this great sign,
A pregnant woman clothed with the sun,
Crowned with twelve stars, the moon under her feet,
Then another sign appeared in heaven,
A red dragon with many crowned heads and horns,
Its tail swept a third of the stars to Earth,
The blood of the Lamb triumphed over him,
The serpent spewed water at the woman,
The earth swallowed the water to save her,
Then the dragon waged war with her offspring.

Based on Revelation 12.

The Mighty Angel (poem by me)

A face like the sun,
The mighty angel places his
right foot on the sea
and his left foot on the land,
He holds a scroll in his hand.

He shouts like a roar,
Then the seven thunders speak
a great mystery,
Then the mighty angel says,
“There will be no more delay!”

I accept the scroll,
The mighty angel tells me,
“Take it and eat it,”
The scroll tastes sweet as honey
But turns sour in my stomach.

This poem is based on Revelation 10.

The Locust Army (poem by me)

A key unlocks the shaft of the Abyss,
Smoke pours out and blocks the sun,
Out of the smoke come tortuous locusts,
All hail their king, the angel Apollyon.

Their teeth are fierce like teeth of a lion,
Their faces look like that of a human,
Their breastplates look like they are made of iron,
Their hair appears like hair of a woman.

They sting their victims like a scorpion,
They don’t kill—only inflict serious pain,
The locusts never attack God’s children,
Their time is limited—a five month reign.

People wish for death but never receive
That’s prophecy for those who don’t believe.

This poem is inspired by Revelation 9.

 

God’s Symphony (poem by me)

Silence hangs in heaven like a thick cloud,
Seven angels accept their trumpets,
Incense is given to an angel,
along with the prayers of God’s people,
for the censer in the angel’s hand
comes before the golden altar
in front of God’s holy throne.

Smoke billows like a dense fog,
A sweet aroma fills the air,
The murmurs of many prayers rise
like a symphony before God’s throne,
It is hurled it down to earth in force
Lightning strikes, thunder cracks, ground shakes.

Four angels sound the trumpets,
Down comes hail and fire mixed with blood,
A blazing mountain thrown in the sea,
A star falls from the sky like a torch,
Part of the sun and moon turn dark,
An eagle speaks Woe! Woe! Woe!
For worse is yet to come on Earth…

This poem is inspired by Revelation 8.

The Sixth Seal (tanka by me)

Earthquakes shake the ground,
All mountains move from their place,
The moon turns blood red,
The sun turns black like onyx,
Stars fall from the sky to Earth.

Everyone hides,
They hide from the wrath of God,
Terror seizes them all,
The angels hold back the wind,
No wind blows on land or sea.

The great multitude
from all tongues, tribes, and nations
stand before the throne
wearing white robes, holding palms
crying out praise to the Lord.

This tanka is inspired by Revelation 6-7.