Green can be meadows or brown can be hills.
Flakes are white and seas are blue
Skies are brightened and never will be darkened
The lies ahead, what lies ahead
The dying of the greens and the reservations of fire
The reddening of the seas and the transitioning of creatures
The gloomy skies and the darkening of the sun
Everything is written because prophecy is fulfilling
Lips are sweet and hearts are hardened
Itching ears too many and minds with power
Knowledge increases but pride of life arises
The way to go, the way to be
Ending atrocities, seeking equalities
Shunning negativity and fostering positivity
Laying down peace and security
That is what we are hearing, seeing and looking
Relationship is mending or totally ending
The blessed hope is coming so we should be willing
Eternity is to be ascertained because it is certain
I am writing for a calling, oh Lord God willing
Before coming to an ending, I have this simple sharing
I pray for healing for all of the foregoing
No matter what orchestration is happening
We ought to be God-fearing
Goodness, boldness, wickedness and unrighteousness
Complexity, perplexity security and sustainability
These are to be dealt accordingly
The lies ahead, what really lies ahead.