I sit in this quite, serene place
And watch the beautiful sun set
On this painted earth once more
I often wonder to myself
If he once expected this outcome
Of his most precious creation
Or did he know we would fail
Did he realize the monsters he created
An let us live our lives anyway
Or did he not expect this destruction
To come from his perfect hands
The day turns to night once more
But how long will this life go on
I feel someday soon the sun will sleep
An awaken to an empty world
Destroyed by its own inhabitants
In the night the devil steps forth
And with his billion followers
Ends the innocents against him
He’ll take a flame ignited by sin
And burn gods seven day magnificence
All that is great in life will be no more
I sit in this quite, serene place
And watch the beautiful sun set
On this painted earth once more
I know it’s all coming to an end
But there’s nothing more that I can do
I can only look to the creator above
With the deepest hopes that im wrong
And pray for the strength and wisdom
To fight in the bloodiest pending war
When the glorious life as we know it
Comes to an abrupt and painful end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Strong write.... I love it.... Keep it up! ! Great write.