In the End

Sometimes I feel as though
I can feel your heartbeat
In my eardrums
Like ba-dump ba-dump
Or maybe it’s those
Four horses riding on
Gusts of wind toward salvation
Or damnation
Depending on whose side
You’re on
And in the end
There were 144 thousand
Sometimes I feel as though
You’re trying to save me
If only I could make you understand
I can’t be saved
I’ve never been lost
I have strayed but
My path was always righteous
I was born on a new moon
On a hot day in July
Just in time to be the answer
To the question
That few had the courage
To even ask
And in the end
There were 144 thousand left
Sometimes I feel as though
We were almost home
But they keep pulling me back in
I am a superhero
I hear the call of those
Waiting to be saved
The last hope
Before He calls you home
And in the end
There were 144 thousand saved
Sometimes I feel as though
I’m not gonna make it this time
When the whole world starts to crumble
And nobody wants to listen
And I know I can’t save them all
Then I remember I am loved
My tribe is Juda and
12,000 shall go on
The sun shines in our favor
And our backs are strong
We will be ready
For it is written that
In the end
There were 144 thousand
And as time marches on
I march to the beat of
144 thousand hearts
Still holding on

by Empress Nzingha

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