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>Back to God, as time passed I'm sure you know.
The rock was named Earth, just so.
Money evolved everywhere.
Fighting killing, God did despair.
Some people still turned to God.
But he left us to onwards trod.
Okay, he is sometimes here.
As some good deeds still do appear.
As man rules here now, not God, as it should be.
Now men will give reasons for planet Earth.
 Which will not include God as its creator.
But no matter what men do say.
Man was not there on that first day.

We on Earth will have to wait.
Until we reach Saint  Peters gate.
By then it might be too late.
To realise God was at the start.
Of what was nothing before he did start.

Back to God, now am I here? 
Saint Peter opened his gates to me.
I entered and Saint Peter at me, did smile.
I did smile back, as was full of awe.
As I could see my loved ones there.
Waving their spirit arms in the air.
I joined with them.  They spoke to me.
Said I must prepare for my God to see.
As He knew all about me.

As often said He listened to me.
You see.  He knew the mad author too.
Had made a deal with Satan true.
His armour God, had ready for me.
And a mighty heavenly army.
You see God knew with the man he made.
Heaven was now at threat.
So as I was his link with hell.
He decided to clean it out as well.
So God has learnt, well from man.
One has to fight for heaven, as well.
But maybe in a small role say it now.
As man has now reached both heaven and hell.

Back to God, I'll go one day.
Just for now on Earth I'll stay.
Writing all these words that come.
To me to write down everyone.
Later, I'll get Dragon to write.
My AI, if he gets my words right.
Planet Nine, well, he's no help at that.
Of course God knows He knows everything.
Even that man has got to sin.
Otherwise heaven will be so full.
Now I know why, hell must be cleaned out.
As heaven is full of that there's no doubt.
As now nice people have to go.  
That floral dance needs room to flow.
Oh Sir Terry, what have you done?
You have brought joy up there to everyone.
Have you got room for another one?

Back to God sorry, what did I say.
I got carried slightly away.
I'll do my duty God when I go.
Sort out the terrorists as you know.
Then all in heaven and hell will be at peace.
All people can intermingle stay in one piece.
I will return your armour then.
If my spirit can serve you again. 
I'll wear your armour once again.
Alongside you chosen women and men.
Don't raise your eyebrows please at me.
It's equal rights up here you see.

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