by BeLinda Magee
And it came to pass that Noah appears,
Then followed the people’s jeers.
It took a long time coming,
There was a lot of humming,
Sounds of rain,
With it came the people’s pain.
Let me in! Let me in!
The Ark that Noah built with no other men.
Too late! Too late!
Noah and his family were the only eight.
The world will be destroyed no more by WATER,
Next time, by FIRE!
Copyright 2011 BeLinda Magee. All rights reserved.
(My poem was inspired from scriptures read from:
Genesis: Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9:1-12;
2 Peter 3:7)