The Holy Invisible

Life is worth beyond what no man can tell;
I say to you,
It's your soul that is hell,
It's your heart that is heaven,
It's your mind that is the universe,
It's your body that is the earth,
Then God showed us what life is really worth.
The devil curse;
After all,
Our faith is little,
But we use to be immortal,
Now we are mortals,
From there we follow the bible.
Since, Exodus;
Life's holy elements is unknown to us,
We was created from dirt,
When we die we turn dust.
Yet, we think we know it all,
But we are being judge since Adam and Eve's fall.
If we can only wake up,
If we don't then man is going down,
Because of being corrupt.
Finally, I say to you;
What if we opened our eyes and see what's invisible.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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