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Life, lessons, curses and blessings

I sit back, point of the universe is the greatest question

What if we were judged by our heart’s orientation?

Not, sex completion, religion or nation?

Would we still have starvation?

Would we still kill to prove our God is the God of creation?

But the greedy stays fat from the labor of the poor

With war mean more than the spoils of war

Would the truth be a God enforce?

With peace and love, be the sources that plan our life course?

Would prison be packs of the bring of men, and

Would we execute them for a life «insane"(?)

Would my good friend kill my another good friend?

With one be in the ground and one in the pain

It could be a such thing as a gun?

Here’s the questions I ask when I sit under the Mourning Son

The question of the decession, obsession

Transgression, Supression, Regression

A little suggestion for self-reflexion

Agression, Obsessions, Positions

And I make a little suggestion. I think the answers are in self-reflexion

I contemplate, why do we hate?

Is evil cultivated? or a sin of my friend in hate?

People pray for iconic escape, God’s return day

Until then what’s the world’s fate?

Could we live in harmony without the threat of hell?

Or do you go to heaven for dying and not a living?

Poverty, corruption, over-consumption, mass-production, mass-destruction

Is survival our only function?

If the world so cold then what’s the purpose of a man’s soul?

What’s a man true goal? Is it to eat good, have sex and collect gold?

Little children suffer ours untold

All across the globe, mothers are raped, their babies are sold

Could different cultures live as one?

Here’s the questions I ask when I sit under the Mourning Son

The question of the decession, obsession

Transgression, Supression, Regression

A little suggestion for self-reflexion

Agression, Obsessions, Positions

And I make a little suggestion. I think the answers are in self-reflexion

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