Before I fail,
Before I fail,
I wake up and compose,
All thoughts benevolent,
In the game of life,
There is glory from the KIngdom to come,
Those people understand alot done,
Most see and understand all bad did,
I can see within this face,
That we are living agains't Immaturity,
Death and Hatred,
Most of them are liars,
Forgetting where they all came from,
All I can see the Beauty of God,
Grace will avail and within me are no failure's.
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how death and hatred is lier, dont to knoe that death along isrule of law who speare nobody, als make every body leveller, the vivid of your peom is good of bard to remind.thank readmoreand write more.