Signs of the times, something is coming;

do you see it yet, a kind of churning?

Nothing's hidden that will not be exposed;

this isn't pessimistic, just fear disclosed.

Fraud and oppression, continuously in the market;

lying lips gung ho, completely counterfeit.

So what does all this mean, like really;

simply on the horizon, a spiritual tsunami.

If you read the papers or watch the news;

is it not astounding, are you not bemused?

Stories of crime, murder and strife;

looks like society has only half a life.

I've yet to hear an unequivocal answer;

the debt crisis, too many foreclosures.

Corruption has seeped into all the fissures;

money served first, then God in leisures.

Signs of the times, something is coming;

gratifying only the flesh, unbecoming.

And yet God still loves every last one of us;

great was the crucifixion, purged away our pus.