I see Ten thousand Chariots, One Rider.
Blood stains on His robe drenching,
Blood Veins in His arms bulging,
Vigilance in His gait springing,
Fire in His eyes blazing.

I see judgment on the Horizon.
Leviathan trembling. Ashtheroth shivering.
The Four Horsemen shaken with fear.
Baal on Exile; Dagon flat on His face.
Babylon the Great destroyed.

I see seated on the Whirlwind, Deity Himself.
Iron rod from His mouth, striking
Thunder from His throat, roaring
Anger in His heart burning
And me, the Battle Axe, in his hand swinging.

I see the fire. I see the blood.
Kings and Kingdoms crushed.
Empires and Dynasties wrecked.
The Dragon and the Beast, vanquished.
His bride, the Eclessia, Glorious.

I see worship from the Heavenlies
The Thrones cast their crowns
The Seraphs sing His praise
The Sun takes off. The mountains melt.
The Great Judge approaches.

I see the Righteous Judge in the Horizon
Balancing scale in his left hand.
And that’s Me, the Battle axe, in His right.
I see Ten thousand Chariots, One Rider.
I see Ten billion Angels; Armaggedon.

– ‘Nonso John

(culled from https://www.facebook.com/jaynonny)