Blessings Decline - Rictameter
March 4, 2020
Love is
And be always
In lovely hearts, as these
Are made for this, and not for hearts
That are stone; destroy, kill, break prayer halls
Causing chaos worldwide; for them
Human world seems to be hell,
Blessings decline
From world.
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