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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required a powerful confession in the words of a dying world lying on his deathbed, he's become a graveyard his ego spent, he gladly lets go of his sin before the holt, he takes a final spin his pride in the orbiting lifeless satellites feeding off him for eons like parasites watching him, helplessly drift he realises a final truth he must admit that we are not his children, he never had any and even though he’s nurtured so many we never loved him as he does us and when the time comes, will it feel like the first day of spring will we hold onto him like his offspring no amount of tears will ever fill the desert our contempt has birthed the dust storms in his heart the empty shoreline of an endless beach the waves are a painful memory we failed to teach preach, preach! about the whale and the shark he dies in a pool of crude turmoil after he smoked his last fossil fuel into the atmosphere of depravity and utter fear he lies on the bed of money made from exploitation and returns as dust does into the desolation heaven is a dark cloud behind a blue sky we can’t see anymore he hopes his soul is wired to somehow find the door here lies a fertile garden that sin sprays and the devil upon the alter preys on fallen souls as demons serenade them like angels we arrive wearing suits and makeup just in time to catch a wakeup a last chance to take a final glance back down the path of the evolution of life and ours and maybe have a laugh or cry and ponder now, or wonder why we lost compassion a global confession
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