All things were made by God with love;
Man is one creature made from clay;
All earthlings have a purpose, role;
‘Souled' man goes to the Judgment Day!
God found all creatures made were good;
But man was placed atop the rest;
‘So, love your neighbor, ' Jesus said;
Just man must pass the Final Test.
God made all things with equal love,
But man alone with love unique;
He made him in His own image,
To burn with love like candle, wick!
Can man deride his neighbor then?
Can man look down on creatures all?
Can man hate earthlings, gain heaven?
Can man ignore the Maker's call?
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