Why all the crazy?
Is it fear?
Evil must know
its hour is near,
And like a drowning man,
he's grabbing onto anyone
and anything it can
on its way down.
Don't sit there
with a frown.
In your heart,
you’ve always known.
Crazy is as crazy does,
and not just because.
Evil's hands shake.
It's pacing back and forth.
It knows its time is short.
This is what it's like
to tremble.
No time to waste.
We should not be surprised.
This is how He said it would
be.
Right becomes wrong,
and wrong becomes right.
The world is turning upside
down,
but know that Jesus
will turn it all
once and for all
back to right.
See this poem @ His Newsman
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