As the Children Lay we've taken for granted life and pleasures not caring for the true treasures so the Lord† came honored His† reign turning His† growth oh! tiny creatures into solemn still features so we look at them cry in a silent hymn we loss them because we didn't care for them we gave them to sacrifice as we played with them like little toys we mishandled them turning them to evil's voice the Lord† exercised His† choice in a loud roar demanded the return through His† prophet came the recoil 'take them home!' so He† turned around blew a roaring wind a spirit changed the course up went a loud roar the broken began to ascend ‒a punishment coming from within as the prophet lays down the pen 'it is written so shall it be!'
Note: The picture was taken March 1. The 2nd angel sent. I saw a rainbow in the clouds. This is what came out of some of those pictures.