THE D DAY
Hills will be moved seas will rise sky will be torn away souls will be reunited stars will fall sun will be overthrown faces will be bright as dawn event is going to befall calamity will befall man man will cry ; whither to flee as earth and mountain crushes while heaven split asunder Man will flee away from his brother mother and father wife, friends and his children and will be as thickly scattered moth the declining day secrets will be exposed the reckoning day wealth and power are useless more than useless itself the day sky will become as molten copper Hills become as flakes of wool no familiar friends will ask of the other we all will wait for Almighty's judgement may we all be given our records with our right hands after death there is alot.
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