Hope, by George Chow
Insects beneath the earth or on the pipe doing magic.
Fishes belong in the water for bear.
Birds have space and in woods bless.
Animals feed by earth with men cycle.
Human make their own living.
Gods guide and watch over the world.
The God with Jesus command the works of Angels and men.
And when the alien comes,
peace talk is at the moment.
For the realm of reincarnation and earth and heaven,
is our hope for divine of holy mercy by God judges.
|Posted: 2013-11-09 23:46:31 UTC|
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