Come and See
Times be' low and times a' grough,
No rest behold a' lowly brough,
Sings a' song the mocking bird,
Head long plunged the sorry herd.
Copy and Paste all a' dearth,
Post's seem true yet none be' worth,
Life is lost, God's not there,
Morals begone, long lost care!
None be typed, none that read,
Violence and rights, blood that bleeds,
All is lost and gone a' sway,
Tis a night a' dark as day.
Be not dismayed, stay on faith,
Evils' begone, their judgement wait'h,
Pray hard and hold fast, as justice's here,
God will wipe away each and every tear.
What culture says, is not as felt,
Knowledge be all, Learn be not a' dealt,
I know more and you know more,
But God knows how rotten we are to core!
The end be-come, Holiness Victor!
All evils' gone, a' past a' spectre,
Eden blooms and birth's a-new,
Do not worry my friends, God will re-new.
Copyright © Viktor Horvath Eisenstein | Year Posted 2023
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