Unmorose
Time after
When the digging went deep after all the says became nonsense,
They thought the sailing rows offshore and stopped close to the nuance bank.
It was an untold surprise they imagined how it itched their mind
After several Nos with a possible Yes unblurred.
Nothing stopped,
It continued with in a speed and followed the shortest path, indeed.
Most gave unknown and agreed to the must,
Then that was now, they say that was how GOD decreed.
So shall that be. so be it.
Had it been it was ok for them,
They wouldnt have protested unfaithfully,
But deep down within their heart was morose.
My God made it for me unmorose
Bless you all.
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