The Message To The World Part 1 Poem by Nadim Lost Soul

Compressing the living.
Downsizing the earth,
With molestated factures
Running through the dirt.
Enhanced for challenge
But denied by god.
Maybe the future will be the one of love.
Hating dynasty, cherishing the moon.
Hoping to tell god I am coming soon.
Divided features on a brick of heaven.
Together they form a being called woman.
Flying through birth, running to death.
Our lives a simple nightmare on gods request.