The Shuttle

When
 grass turns green
and little roots grow their shoots
the air calls out 'SPRING!'

When
flowers bloom
and the sun yawns
the waves of the sea roar'SUMMER!'

When
everything turns orange and brown
with leaves falling off
and homes fill with the fragrance
of acorns and chestnuts
then AUTUMN appears

When
snow and cold nights
cuddle  people to an early sleep
and others crawl before the fireplace
the heavy coats and boots in every shop
screams ' WINTER!'

When
dusty winds blow from the North
and women eat lip gloss
the HARMATTAN dances into the cycles


The sounds of the shuttle can also be heard
from afar
The screeching of it's tyres
and the hooting of its horns resounds in our ears
yet unlike the seasons,
its time of arrival is unknown

ONLY the signboards of  Pandemonium
described in the gospels alert and light up
the hope of  it's arrival
Vendors of  Tickets are calling out
' SALVATION ! SALVATION!'
with the price tag of ;
"BELIEVE IN JESUS!
CONFESS HIS LORDSHIP!'
and a warning note of ;
"What Shall It Profit A Man If He
Gains The World And Loses His Soul
Don't Miss The Shuttle The Lord!'
The signs of the End are like the indications
of the Seasons are Crystal Clear
DO YOU HAVE YOUR TICKETS?