Poem From "Apocalypse"

I decided to share a poem from my up-coming poetry book "Apocalypse" while I am working on a new post that will blow christianity out of the water. It was a great eye-opening-revelation spoken by the Bible teacher Myles Munroe that lead me to the Bible searching out about the Kingdom Of Heaven, and I have found out that what he was saying was right! And it answers a lot of questions I had concerning the end times. So, without further ado, here's a poem from my poetry book that I'm currently writing, "Apocalypse".

The poem is about the game Christians like to play by saying that everything bad that happens to them is done by satan. Many times bad things happen to Christians because of their own mouths permitting it to. Satan hasn't got the power to touch us until we unjustly open our mouths and speak---then we're fair game. I also refer to Christians (mainly Pentecostals) who claim they loose their salvation every time they do something wrong, or fall short---this of course is un-Biblical.

9mm: The Way Of The Conformist
©2007 Daniel D. Scenters

Just another day,
I bowed down to pray then hit the street.
All was going well,
Then suddenly I fell—hit concrete.
‘Curse that ol’ devil!’
‘His plan made me stumble, cursed be him!’
I looked down at my feet,
My laces weren’t neat, the chances slim.
‘A coincidence!’
I said, suspense gave adrenaline.
My heart pumped heavy,
And I felt filthy, as in sin.
‘I must be in death!’
I said under my breath—felt faintly.
My salvation gone,
Dead before dawn—I’ll burn intently.
For this he told me,
I’m guilty for letting this happen.
Repent, crucify,
So when I die, I won’t die in sin.