The Latter Daze

I’ve been livin in the latter daze

since the day that i was born.

My first memories, be them full of haze,

clouded by the bible's words forlorn,

saying we must change our ways,

before the judgement days.

I grew up with this hidden fear,

of our prophesied dimise,

i would pray for god to make it clear,

just who is this ‘devil in disguise’?

who are the fools, and who are wise?

at the end of time, who lives? who dies?

Now, …I recognise,

the guys that wrote those words are dead,...

and they were hated by their peers,

most murdered for the things they said,...

for their religion, or for their fears.

the scriptures say we all must die,

that, these are the ‘latter days’

that is if you cling to Bronze Age ways,..

and have abandoned hope for better days.,

the sky is not about to fall,

the sunshine will not fade,

the seas may rise above us all,

yet, on sandy beaches we will wade,

beneath the trees, will we find shade,

and someone's god might still get paid.