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A POET'S DESPAIR_THERE'S MUCH TO REPAIR

By AndersonFrancis | TheVisionary 7 | 1 Apr 2020


Our God has forsaken

No!

Pestilence and Famine are in town to our homes we've taken

 

It all started when man forsook God

Now wipe your tears you poor sod

Sit down and listen to the music of your chord

Now is the time to pray in one accord

 

Making diffusion and forcing a fusion

Why are you sitting in confusion

Take up to your heels and seek remission

 

Why did you abandon your Maker

I know why

Man is not a giver but a taker

All He asked for was your praise and worship

But you desired alien courtship

Sticks and stones all on one throne

Abandoned your creator

So you can control

 

Now look at what we see

It's time all you lots come taste what we feel

Come on home and build a house

Drop your philosophies away it's time for your spirit to arouse

 

Time is ticking

Can you hear it

The hour has come

Do you fear it.

 

Nevertheless the end is not nigh

So why not sit on your chair and eat some pie

Fight hard and rise high

To the former Glory we once shook with our thigh.

 

These words are now brought to an end

Please do not contend

I'm sorry if I offend

Now I speak up, but only as a friend

 

By Anderson...

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AndersonFrancis
AndersonFrancis

I am Anderson... I am a freelance writer I love reading but my work barely let's me do that😝. I have a thing for cryptocurrency 😁 I write music lyrics and can give sick beats, I write poetry sometimes about earth. Etc


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