What is true, in the existence of lies'
One telling thing.. The mind that conceives
The mouth that utters, the ears that recieve
The hands that type..The keyboards that cede'
The hurts that happen, the many that will die
All the above that will pass, thats the way it lies.' They will not remain..They'll be swept
Aside for way beyond.! moves eternitys tide.' God
Will dissolve' God will remove, all such realitys
Yet when will this happen.? Only God can choose.!
Copyright © Joe Maverick | Year Posted 2025
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