Quarrel of Man
What meanest thou? Why doest thou rage oh man.
How hath thee imagined an evil thing against thine brother.
For now the nations are heard, a tulmut as waves roaring.
Mankind shalt weep for the loss of his sovereign glory.
Kingdoms shall fall to break asunder the pangs of conscienceness and cords of fellowship.
Can'st thou explain? If thou canst answer me.
Why doest thou continue and thusly allow
suspicion, prejudice , and narrow-mindedness.
Why must thou hate and raileth upon thine brother and turn one man against another
creating this endless quarrel of man.
Lest thou learnst to forgive and seek each thy brothers higher good then shalt the ancient
pulse of hatred continue to grow until the nations of the world explode.
Whilst thou understand oh man? Mankind hath but one redemptive plan to love one another
as was God's command.
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