My poems are indeed only for the few
But should be for the masses oh so true
Happy to live in silence and peace
But the evil that roams the earth must cease

So I am still here with all of God’s might and power
Granted to me from Him to make men cower
Recognized by the Father as His Son
I forge a new path to the mountain’s dawn

But with forgiveness absent from your heart
Surely you will fail no matter when you start
Approach me now and smite will follow
This bitter cup now brims and will overflow

To appease the Lord before His display of might
Go to Him now before the fight
Confess your sins and receive Him body and blood
Truly He will forgive you and fend off the flood

But to me I have been given
Authority to smite when driven
I have seen His mighty hand strike enough times
To tell you that there are no fines

I know that what I say here only goes so far
Because of disbelief in what I say to a star
For surely many would want to say
That I am crazy, to seek help, and cast me away

But I have been here before more than once
Making me the one who is the dunce
For I should have seen my own demise coming
Even then the Lord keeps me in the ring