The current is rising.
No eyes cannot see, no one’s feet knows that they wet.
The two stones that held the wall together has been token out.
The foolish builders who sit upon wall do not know that they are the first fall.
They do not love their God, and they take power over their neighbor.
The one’s that carry the truth did not plant their seeds or give them time to grow.
They took their crowns than replaced it with hate and mistrust.
Yet did know, but did not knowledge it that their crowns are meant to be laid at the feet of the one that is spirit born.
The tide is rising, the waves crashing against the wall.
They all can swim, but they are better at drowning.
At that moment of drowning remember the solid ground we once walked upon.
Take the hand that is extended out.
For salvation is for the one that humbles himself to the their new king.
He will bring you home too the one, and the one we will be.
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