Easter-ish Poem?

I have another poem. Are we surprised?
...no, not really.

Anyways, it's untitled. Wrote it Sunday during a random inspiration attack during the song service at church. *hides*

Alas. It did not turn out the way I wanted.

Through the ages,,
we've looked,
watched,
waited.
An invisible nation
of many,
scattered impetuously
throughout the world
and time,
anticipating.
We are
linked as one
eternally,
though estranged,
isolated
from our people and
home.
Our King,
seemingly forgotten,
quenched by the
pathetic practices
of this fallen world.
Our King will
return,
bind together
those who have
never known
belonging;
He will rise up
as the ages begin to
fade,
delivering us up
into the promise we
were given.
Reunited
eternally.