Rex Christi's Poem

Just beneath the surface;
Slightly out of sight,
is the reality in which you live,
and avoid for fear of fright.
Seeing isn't believing;
knowing isn't enough,
the shadows keep you awake
and the world is really rough.
Now is the hour of doom,
stand and make your choice;
they can only control you,
if you silence your own voice.
Are you who you are,
or what they tell you to be?
God knows your secret heart,
now is the time to be free.
The cost is paid in blood,
yours and your Master's,
we've reached the inflection point,
it will now get faster and faster.
Anticipate the advent,
events beyond your ken;
You can't stop the disaster,
Your will is bent and rent.
Courage is required,
Have you the stamina?
this is why he was hired,
silence, death or #MAGA?