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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Guilt has been a part of a sold conscience; Murder, the eyes through which sold conscience works, Disobedient has taken toil in mankind history, Nothing matters any more to a sold conscience but evil and harm on others who mean no harm to him. It flares up; argue and disagrees in good things, It kills at the sight of summer passion. Crossing conscience by conscience in the dark Man is baptised with iniquities and transgression Which take a long time to be healed, The Animal called man revolt in the garden And sold his conscience to the deity deadly serpent, At the precious paradise made by the creator. They sow wickedness and suffering to the church, To the world through their disobedient to the law. Then, in the paradise garden, the spirit of God Comes down and fellowship with man, They walk hand in hand like father and son Until that dark bitter day that the air cracked, Man sold his conscience to the ancient serpent. Through one man, sin entered the world smiling, Through another, the ramsome for the atonement was paid. He sold yet another conscience to save mankind, His blood whic speak better thing than blood of Abel Was sprinkled in agong and sorrow, He sold his conscience to make us whole and just like him. Are we truly redeemed of our sins? Humans speak of lost glory and hope Calamity has befall mankind beyond words Who truly rule this world we are in? When would the government of the true God come? Brother against brother, sister against sister, Mother against father, and father against son. In the midst of a sold conscience, hard to redeeme When shall mankind be free in this shortest time of life?
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