The son of man is coming.
At an hour you do not expect.
We spend so much  time worrying.
And to so little effect.

Like the rich man laying.
Stores in his barn.
Death May catch us napping.
The silver thread of life so easily torn.

We have had the first coming .
But there is one all the time.
And for us it will soon start appearing.
Without maybe reason or rhyme.

So live for now.
Do not be low.

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Man’s son is coming
We do not know at what hour
It it is quite soon.

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See Luke 12 : 39-48