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The Mess We Are In
November 1st, 2024, 09:01 pm
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The mess we are in has no limits.
No word for it, on this Beautiful Earth.
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Too horrible mess, mess too horrid!
Hope we lose, day by day, for New Birth!…
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We cry days, we cry nights, with no ending.
Pain carves our Souls in despair…
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Deep hang our hearts, heads all hanging…
We drown in the flood of all tear…
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No word, on this Earth, to define it,
our terrible, terrible pain…
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Came on Earth Liberate our brothers.
Seems we lost, ever lost our train…
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Our misery seems never ending.
Deep entrenched is this world in the dark…
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Strong of Strongest sent FATHER His Masters!
Lighted ones, greatest Sparks of His Spark!!!
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But the battles keep raging for Aeons.
Killing skills to perfection refined…
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Sacred Earth, this most wondrous Creation,
brought to death… that no word has defined…
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Yet, New words shall New man New creating!
A New Earth waits for man to be born!
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Joyful words shall his Life New reviving!
Happiness save him from falling torn…
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For a Glorious God Reigns in Heavens!…
The Allmighty, Who too, has a Plan!
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And New, Joyful words shall be birthed,
all New Man and New Earth Cosmos span!!!
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Cosmic Liberty 