The Unknown Hour
He will not give us warning
None but Him will know.
The day He comes to take us home;
I pray we all can go
If a master left his home
giving his servants each a task,
they would not know the hour to start
but each could be their last
until your time was almost out
and you did not have a clue
-soon to come the clocks undone
and times ran out on you.
This poem is about:
Our world