eschatology

safely they stand
in line for the rapture
in distant lands
these goats eat green pastures
unhelpful hooves
held in holy postures
no preying wolves
they killed all those monsters

counting their cash
in lines at the markets
so bare souls pass
from their well-dressed carcass
widows still thirst
and the poor have no smiles
such wealth is cursed
by the neglected child

stupid they stand
'cause no one is leaving
they will be damned
for their greedy feasting
the least made first
the wicked start running
its to this earth
the just judge is coming

the brassy blast
raised lambs begin to cheer:
fullness at last
come from heaven to here
eternal roots
nourishing perfection
like christ's first fruits
we have resurrection