Here Comes a Man

Lying bleeding,

Dying on the ground.

He screams out for help,

But no one hears a sound.

 

There are bombs exploding,

Left and right.

A bright glow –

Another soldier loses his sight.

 

Gunshots fired,

Bullets flying.

Soldiers everywhere

Slowly dying.

 

Darkness falling-

The sun’s glow now gone.

A soldier’s cries

So sad and alone.

 

His sight lost,

His life fading,

His voice now silent,

In his mind he’s praying.

 

He’s praying for

The end to come,

Thinking of all those he killed,

Knowing it was wrong.

 

Out of the glow of blinding white light,

Here comes a man.

He prays and hopes it is God,

But no, it’s Satan.

 

The soldier screams

As he is scorched by Hell’s flames.

Skin blistering, screams of pain,

He sees other souls Satan has claimed.

 

Both the good and the sinners

Are found in this place,

So far away

From God’s Heavenly grace.

 

Copyright©JosieWentzel20May2007