To the Unborn
You
unborn and
yet to come
after our time.
Stay still in father's
fluid
and ripen not in
mother's womb.
Stay still in parents
stream,
taste not the vile
fangs of satan's bile
wrath,
come forth
not to birth
till GOD THE ALMIGHTY
cleanse our earth.
Ripen for paradise
live for when you'll
always have your
breath and live
enternal on paradise
earth.
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