LIVING ON THE FAULT LINE
(Crusader Will Reflects En Passant)
What we’ve known for years will happen,
Happens. We take note, take stock,
Take some sort of action; survive to tell the tale.
The wagons of apocalypse trundle on down the track.
We try to keep our train of thought on the level
As we rail against the movers and shakers:
Not get too upset, not go right off the line.
It’s early days still. I live in a country
That’s sinking deeper and deeper into the mire,
But most of God’s people haven’t noticed a thing.
It’s only a Remnant who prays for the rest
That don’t even know the power of prayer.
The wake-up call goes out. I once woke up
To the whole house juddering around my bed.
It’s an object lesson. It’s then you make your move,
Or sit on the edge of the mattress, ride it out,
And wish you’d been better prepared.