Natasha Wheeler Poet Ballad

Restore Humanity

A soft voice cried,'O'Lord don't you hear
Your faithful lambs sobbing in fear,
There is dread as our ship has lost its sail
In distress  we drown in Adam's ale,
Can you not hear my pleas
O' father have you foresaken me?'
As the voice broke off in sheer dismay
The clouds in heaven began to sway,
A thin white light shone through the sky
Saying,'My babe I shall never let you die,
Don't think that I desert thy prayer
You shall not suffer a pare
You're my beloved land of peace and verdure
Your pains and sufferings will die for sure.
The world needs to lose its idle profanity
As you're my instrument to restore humanity!'

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Beata Agustin October 9, 2024 at 9:40 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.