Perhaps in the gathering storms yet to arrive,
Each person’s soul will perish or survive.
None of us ever know the designated hour of our destiny,
None will know how or where they will spend a lasting eternity.
Perhaps for will not all torturous souls submit to submission?
Then spend a damning duration in the unending reflection?
Perhaps that sudden decree from destiny
Will perhaps when it arrives decide all lasting mortality!
For what God demands,
God foremost commands
So are you very clear?
That the final word you will ever hear,
Will perhaps be,
So you see my friend there is no PERHAPS about it!
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