This world was created to end;
someday was a part of his plan;
twas an easy policy to defend;
considering the evils of man.
But how would it all take place;
considering how, composed;
by instituting time and space;
and sacrificing a perfect rose.
Time and space would limit;
all evil and its spread;
keeping all within it;
and making evil dead.
Time instituted cycles unending;
and space confined its spread;
a limited kingdom transcending;
in cycles; till evil was dead;
And life, itself, lived on and on;
the cycles maintained his being;
until all evil’s face was gone;
and righteousness; man seeing.
How would the old come to close;
and the new creation, begin;
by sacrificing that perfect rose;
and allowing Him to live again.
The death of the king in thought;
became all of reality below;
becoming what was wrought;
death, just had to go.