A New World Order. Poem by Michael Gale

A New World Order...
Yikes! I am headed straight over, to the farthest border.

Mark of the Beast...
Makes me care, the least.

For, before, then, I'll be with Jesus Christ, and our God....
For, from them both, i'll have received, their final, approving nod.

Then, we'll come down with all the Angels and Saints...

To with God, and Jesus Christ, will we wage a war, against all sinners...
Then, in the end, will we be, all holy, and righteous winners.