I wrote this poem a while back but with recent developments ( noo light ) I felt it was even more appropriate.
When I was a kid, it was all very clear
Armageddon is soon, the end so near.
You will not grow old, nor will you die,
Was it all a terrible lie?
You don't need a good job nor a career
Just preach preach preach and pioneer,
No marriage, no job, and no kids
These were the words by which I lived
Just take the message from door to door
It doesn't matter if you're really poor
Just take the message, it's what matters
Don't worry if your life is in tatters.
The Governing Body,they know best.
They work hard and never rest.
They tell us the truth, it's straight from Jehovah
That went through my mind, over and over.
Time has passed, and now I'm old
But I did as I was told.
Now I am poor and have much grey hair
But no money, no pension, is it fair?
What do I do now? I am so confused
My faith is weak and I have no clues.
I still take the message from door to door
But now I wonder, what 's it all for?
When I was a kid it was all very clear
Armageddon is soon, the end so near.
You will not grow old, nor will you die,
Was it all a terrible lie?