The Universe Works In Mysterious Ways
Fallen black stars
That burnt out years ago
Fall through a rainbow
Dripping a fusion of color
To show the beings below that there's hope
To fool the mysterious players
To beat them at their own game of chess
Only there being no rules
When slaughtered in that cruel game
They'll shed out hope
While it drips onto the dull ground
The stars will reappear in a new light
Feeding off the energy around them
That reflects light of the puddle of hope
To create a new universe
That will one day expand and com bust
Into something tiresome and old
To teach the new comers to respect the higher power
In which is not 'God or the Devil'
Something greater than 'them'
More strength that we haven't uncovered
Not to be used for evil
Evils unknown in other aspects of the universe
Only a human concept
That's why there's no Devil
Humans are the Devil
Earth is Hell
But than again humans can be compassionate
Where Earths our garden of paradise
Copyright © Miya Fontaine | Year Posted 2014
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