Day Of Recongning Poem by Robert Roberts

upon the world i stand
with my scar torn back
among the midst of the wind
i blow a kiss
to sound up the trumpet
my fathers bidding is the
last bidding so repent children
of the father cause the final
moment is and the finest
moment by far
as we see the beginning of an empire
the downfall of eras
look as heaven armies conquers
land, air and sea
my father is that of the lord and let all
records show he is that of the world
judge jury and executioner
it time his children came home