Gone
Gone are the demons, gone are the gangs
No more mafia in their ranks.
Gone are the criminals, don't need police.
Don't need lawyers, those reformed make peace.
Money is extinct, no more bankers or casinos.
No more insurance or debts.
All illnesses healed, no more pain
No more hospitals, no more patients.
No more death, no more funerals
No more hearses, no more morticians.
No more war, no more weapons
No more armies, no more casualties.
No more ****, no more trafficking
No more dealers, no more slaves.
No more pollution, no more drought.
No more poverty, no more poor.
No more fear, no more hate,
No more heartaches, no more evil.
Love all around!
When the Prince of Peace rules the earth.
April 2, 2016
Based on Revelation 21:3-5
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