No One Is Real

Not one is real,
From the house of Adam 
Not one,
All have a heart of clay,filthy
Fake,mortal sense

Only one,
In the history of man is real,

A son of a man being real?

Yes,Christ,the son of man,
He who makes us eternal
Because without him,
Then man is mortal
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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