(In answer to A. G. Visser)
Speechless is creation
when weeds do luxuriant usurp it,
in fear are small animals
while birds do sing songs of praise.
Serious burdened are humanity
when no end does come to injustice,
some are earnestly looking for peace
and others only for the rifle and the bomb
but over all of this stands the cross
as forgiveness for every defect and mistake,
but also as a final judgement
and as destruction or preservation
as on one or other daybreak God will say:
"No further only to here! "
[Reference: "Nemesis" by A. G. Visser.]
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