Granite Needle to the Sky

Prophetic Poem by Violet Jones, 1933

Granite needle to the sky, Earthquake, many people die.
Solid structures break like glass, Prophecies have come to pass.

End approaching, few take heed, Love of money, lust and greed.
War clouds threaten poison gas, Prophesies have come to pass.

Chaos, ruin in all lands, Solid structures? Shifting sands.
People suffering all en-masse, Prophecies have come to pass.

Invasion-wings of steel overhead, Panic, devastation spread.
Sky is darkened--Sun overcast, Prophecies will come to pass.

Dismal picture, but take heart, Not completed--just a part.
Redemption is approaching fast, Prophecies MUST come to pass.

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