The World We Live In
Our world is but a dot
Yet, everyone has each slot
Though speck in the galaxy
God put His rectifying apostasy.
The universe is but a wonder
That the mind cannot ponder
His work is marvelously great
No one put asunder nor fret.
No wonder its colored green
For all life enbank there when
The purpose of His first defection
Is to live and manifest in His creation.
The purpose was late hindered
A malevolent spirit put asundered
Every life was put in chaosness
One rose from the dead and fought all of these.
Copyright © Hugo Sarvida Jr. | Year Posted 2024
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