These Sights Are Heavy Poem by Anthony Edmond John

These Sights are heavy...
Alien Mice are ten times Agile...
Monkeys follow in Our grace...
Furlong in the face of time we really are but Puppets on the strings of Our Creator...
Heavy is what we saw...
Can Lines translate their weight...
That Lion with its Flaming head, we were scared..But still he rescued us..selah...
Many-a-bait has this soul scaled...
what wasnt their next tendency...
Or as I chew My Lotus leaves.