The Answers, by George Chow
Eden is around us right now.
Those lovers flirt and laugh,
is like the two trunk on one fruit,
forbiden as you dare.
Yet there are no such fruit now.
Only those who understand to live,
why uncertain if there is lack of judgement.
Superstitious remain in the told of dead words.
Satan is lusts, temptation, illusion, and illness.
So I write to seal all those beasts and phantoms.
Other then the good pain Jesus caused,
I can only Justify that God is watching.
As my lessons grow by good pain good gain.
My words are for you to deal with God.
And hope for the kin with the legacy at ease.
|Posted: 2013-05-31 02:08:48 UTC|
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