My Bible Is Giant Print
Some may not see the word
Needing new eyeglass per Scripture
Blind and deaf unable to see or hear
From the beginning to the End
Their light becomes weak and dim
Walking through life with a white Cain
Un-Able to see death of man
The tree of knowledge is over grown
Weeds surrounding it with evil
Now all of man have become Eve
Our creator sent down to walk the earth
UN-believed by man
He left soon after his birth speaking his word
Leaving a trail of blood for man to follow
Some colorblind unable to see red
My Bible is Giant Print
No longer color blinded, I now can see the Red
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2019
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