Earths Face
Swaying upon a world long gone
In the eyes of a loving God
The sun beaming upon my brow
and on the softest earth to trod
to ponder our existence long
as days seem ever fade away
turned into an ill-fated haze
and men to evening stars they pray
Forgetting of the noble birth
by lord the God all men were made
and as such we ourselves our lord
of a lesser power to aid
the evil in the hearts of men
residing in a state of sin.
Copyright © Christopher Williams | Year Posted 2005
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