All human heros '

If a hero or heoine, is not dead already
They will be in its early stages..
For this world, will not accept, 
Divergence? Nor any up-setting of dark
Powers.' So we prepare un'thinking the
Course's of doubt, the battlefield on which
They'll not yeild, then bewail their passing
And kill some flowers, to lay down, upon their
Battered sheilds, we'll grow as the grass's
Then be thrown in the flames, as torn from
Our grasp; removed will be  all our gains, its the cycle
We know? Its the reality? That we trust.' Yet
It will not be the eternity, for that is most just.'
Paring away, ill-conception and all allure, for
We all must give account of that be most sure. I
Have no righteous deeds i'll own..Only the
Blood of Jesus 'may it be shown?' all else is
Vanity..All else has passed, The true Hero He is coming..' Be aware that His trumpets
Will event-ually; blast.!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Vaso Avatar
June 6, 2026 at 12:54 AM
I see many Heroes alive and well standing up against Genocide, sadly too many devils are also alive LOL
Maverick Avatar
June 6, 2026 at 11:01 PM
So back again..In being A hero? A true one they Must give a lot of themselves.?? So a part of you goes.' Defineatly that..Yet we all must move on i guess.?
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June 6, 2026 at 12:01 PM
Hmm.? I can see it as You do Arthur, yet also In a metephorical way Do you not think there can be a suffocating? Cancelling.' Slandering.? And in this environment ( we all lose a little of ourselves..Maybe we must become more adaptable, all of us more willing to hear anothers views.' All thanks for your thoughts and imput.)
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