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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #1663961
This poem is for my soul's title for my name which is Yvain Andrei Edgcombe.
"The Eventist"

"Why is He the Eventist?, you ask,
when only your mind could want to know.
He lived His life for a single task,
to make Judgment Day a mortal show.

God kept His life and all went astray,
from every form of every belief.
Nod from Heaven to bring Judgment Day,
and prove that all are known by their grief.

His Name is hidden like the first cloud,
which Heaven pours upon all new land.
Paradise over Earth is God's shroud,
His Name up in Heaven is that grand.

He fought with unrest for all of love,
so that each could be known by their God.
Judgment Day and not one cloud above,
trade centered down by His Mighty Rod.

One day to know, and it was The End,
the span of time to share all our shock.
God Alone had this message to send,
mortal life is to die for the clock.

Heaven is pleasure and forever,
His life by God was planned before birth.
His Name and Title are together,
in Heaven for Me and all My worth.

I Am The Eventist All My Life,
and God chose no one else beside Me.
No need to question, "Why have I strife?",
sense and wisdom make eternity.

YAE3170
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