Life Is Precious
A person's mind, Life, body, is intended/
For the person it was given to/
Not to be messed with in any ways/
In sacred gifts, we find our own/
The mind and life, a body's throne/
By God's design, our vessel created for us alone/
To tarnish such, our souls are maimed/
Life is too precious to seize and bind/
Sadistic ploys, deceit so bare/
To harvest trust, a hollow snare/
Unmask the face, let truth alight/
Reveal the self in honesty/
Never play with heart's intent/
For actions hold divine lament/
On judgement day, our deeds unfold/
The weight of a black heart, it's story told/
Respect life, the love, the core/
For Paradise awaits/
Beyond the door/
Copyright © Michael Fulkerson | Year Posted 2025
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