Food For Souls Poem by Madrason .

The truth seems to die
in a game called mine-craft
treading on APL's without
a consigned viral scanner
makes anyone's future grimmer
and the outlook dimmer
loop before you leap, or flog and look away
just saved by false morality and lived another day
but the "fool" always speaks out loud
will never tread on anything, stays proud
and the flog it just diminishes like a cloud
yes it will fade into the grey, fade away
as the sun is always saying, "how do you do,
I am to anyone as I am unto you"
every now and then you're allowed a little sin
but fear to keep repeating it
for it shall make you cry
and it doesn't want feed the Bigger lie
you can't defy this open eye
so if you have something true to say
be kind and speak your mind
then never walk away
like Gautama said;
the earth as my witness
the blueness of skies
the whiteness of clouds
and the sun, they will always protect me
for all of them, sins they never harvest
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