A CONTINUATION OF THREE PARTS
For 120 years Noah pled with the people, but they listened not!
. . . As the people looked upon this scene with laughter ~ A silly old grey headed man whom they called ~ noticed not he just kept on building his ark!
The gates of peaceful waters unhinged
Torrents and floods broke through
The leviathan once forging the deep
Was tossed about as the humped back
Whale became distraught
A great ship bearing eight people
And animals two of a kind sped
Over trembling waters
And when Noah, his wife, three sons
And their wives lay down to sleep
Their boat shook and shuddered
The planks muttered with labor pains
About to give birth to a new world
Of the old none would remain
Losing track of days and nights
Of darkness only from
Visiting angels wafting their wings
Could they see with heavenly light
Claps of thunder roaring
Holding on with each other
For dear life
But God had said forty days
And nights then you shall emerge
Replenishing the earth
And they remembered His
Promise no sea nor
Pain of this global event
Could prevent this ship
For it bore the progenitor
Of man and beast
Even though the waves increased
And when God looked down with a
Frown on His face
And saw the devastation
He had to take
Never again would he destroy with waters
What he had made
He blew upon the deep as the boat
Slowly floated to Mt Ararat
. . . And it takes a lot of faith to
Believe all that!
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