A Plan Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

How can the troubles of the world get solved
It isn't all that complicated if you just think
Given a choice … choose right from wrong
Peace will heal and open wounds will shrink

Fairness and respect tip the scale of injustice
When God's love is shared among his children
All wrongful fires of doom are extinguished
Rivers flow pure and clear… not bloody crimson

Join hands and give the community of mankind
A chance to realize… We are all brothers and sisters
Our place on earth is not random or haphazard
A plan is in place… it lives in the heart of the scriptures