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PO3MS TO GOD: NINE

APOSTLE JON BROWNELL


"The Fifth Angel sounded;

Then Jonathan fell.

Believe it or not;

Earth is actually Hell.


The bottomless pit;

Which no one escapes;

Only key given,

To Jon Mark the Great.


Air turns polluted,

The sun becomes dark.

Smoke from the furnace,

Catalyst of sparks.


The low cost food,

Parable is locusts.

The peasants are sick,

From all their gloating.


The star whom falleth;

The lamb in disguise,

Water that is Holy:

The tears from thy eyes.


Emotions build up;

Finally expressed.

The parable from John;

Holy water, wine press.


Stress strengthens or weakens,

Depending upon you.

And how you handle,

Each one of your moods.


The less you react,

A puzzle piece solved.

Mystery of God,

From m3 to you all.


Green nature is healthy;

Same color as the heart.

Chakras are crucial,

To journeys embarked.


Hurt not the Earth,

Especially the trees.

"True Rap" is "Rapture":

The voice of JON B33.


Torment of scorpions,

For almost a year.

Five months, incorrect;

Its longer and severe.


In those days, men seek death,

And truly can not find.

The desires to die,

Before reaching their prime.


Horses prepared for battle;

The locusts are rattled.

Those men with long hair;

Their stories unravel.


Breast plates are dazzled,

With gold from gravel.

A war in heaven;

Up, we must saddle.


Teeth sharp as lions;

Belt of Orion.

Their King of the pit:

Satan, and smiling.


Abaddon in Hebrew;

Greek is, Apollyon.

Best to Fast and pray;

As much as Ramadan.


The Sixth Angel sounded;

Their ears began drowning.

Four horns are four angel's

Euphrates starts plowing.


From the Golden Alter,

Voices heard growling.

God's Chosen Angel;

Humans turn rowdy.


Two hundred thousand-

Thousand, is the army.

No match for the angel;

Of God he speaks proudly.


Release the Four Angels,

To slay a few billion.

In One/Third of man kind,

Hatred beings filling.


Only God can judge,

Will B33 their lesson.

Trust no media;

The Lord is precious.


Feeling fuel cancers;

Sin equals sickness.

The lion turned lamb;

No, not factious.


Not future prediction,

Nor a coincidence.

I AM All-Knowing;

Earth shall witness this.


Twenty-twenty five,

The Christ is alive.

I AM the last sign,

Armageddon time!



Lov3: Jesus Christ

Love: Apostle Jon



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