This place,
Call Earth.
And we have known,
As home.
Condoning and accepting,
An array of differences.
Displayed in abundance.
Few can admit...
They had adventured,
To explore...
All of it.
That had exhausted them.
And left them bored.
With nothing more to do.
But to choose with others,
To start arguments.
Conflicts.
And division to claim,
Ownership.
With walls and fences to build.
On stolen land.
To strip from others,
Their resources.
Including their choices,
Of how it is...
They have chosen to live,
Their own lives.
God to them has given.
Only on this place called Earth.
Done to orbit,
Around one Sun.
In this massive and vast,
Universe.
Can a few blessed to receive...
Minds limited,
To a consciousness.
And made to believe,
Their delusions deceived.
Is given approval by God,
To do as they please...
Destroying.
All that God has made,
With this to believe...
God has chosen them,
Specifically.
To do the best they can,
Eliminating what God has done!
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