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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The dew drops on the grass, The whirling water of calm lake, The unfolding bud of the rose, The butterfly in the cocoon, The newly rising sun , Delighted and heard the first cry Of the newly born child. Fallen angels on earth Tempted and smelled the scent Of newly-cut umbilical cord, They're feasting for discord. The lightning flashed, The thunder sounded loud. Blinded and deafened This fallen angels' crowd. La la la la,halleluja. The baby on the cradle Sleeps well that in A minute or after Giggles and smiles As eyes kept close, Played with the angels And sang with their lyres. The sleeping baby Feels rocked by and by. She grew ,stumbled, And fell and fooled By the angels of underworld, And became mad, and sad. Till renewed and be good. The angels of the GOD Won the fights of this woman's numerous plights. And she cries, and cries a river Like a baby on the cradle For they bade goodbye The angels and the lyres Disappeared from her eyes. They fly and fly Form a line and strung the lyres Sing for an old woman Just lately died. Laid on her cradle, Keeping her totally asleep While her winned soul Joined the exequy to the well-known pearly gate. Then looking at the corpse She's lying solemnly Coz the angels From celestial hierarchy Playing the lyres magnificently Singing her a lullaby While her soul flies by to her eternal haven Beyond the blue sky. o hah!o hah!o hah! Another vagitus, Another juveniles to be cradled to be sang and played, to be cared and to be prayed. The angels prepared their lyres for another fight between the darkness and the light. April 5,2017 10:20am
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