Our Almighty Lord
Has the strength of understanding
He does not keep the wicked alive
as they perish by the sword of their choice
dying without proper knowledge to heed warning signs
The godless in this life cherish anger
holding it with pride arrogantly vain within hate
as they cry for help in their total blindness
where the last heartbeat stops in shame and bitterness
Opinions are views expressed openly honest
from the moral fibres of our being we should pay homage
Our souls are diluted with sin yet to be cross examined
for the main contents held within it's cast holds the ransom
we will kneel for the hands of forgiveness in everything done
I pray peace finds each and every single one of us in the end
Amen Holiest of King's
Copyright © Liam Mcdaid | Year Posted 2018
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