A concept poem

Everybody is waiting for the Messiah,
From the buyer to the seller,
Even the town crier,
Is screaming for the Messiah.

Everybody is waiting for the Messiah.
From the sinner to the preacher,
And the downtrodden liar,
Are praying for the Messiah.

Everybody is waiting for the Messiah,
From those who play with fire,
And a baby whose just a crier,
Are hoping for the Messiah.

Everybody is waiting for the Messiah,
from the writer to the reader,
and the angry little blogger,
Are longing for the Messiah.
Everbody is waiting for the Messiah,
They do not want to tire,
Their hearts are filled with desire,
They just want the Messiah.

I thought this was good just not complete! Keep up the good work! maybe continue the poem!

Thanks for the advice. Sure i will.

Great poem! Did you mean to put Messiah at the beginning and end of each section of your poem on purpose? I think that it gives it a different sense in the poem, in a good way! Keep up with the writing!