Perpetual~ Ending Poem by Blessing Anastasia Abaka

Life is Perpetual, even after death.
On the voyage to my castle,
An idyllic thrive strive through my mind strength.
A tale of life after death battle
That can be easily perspicacious
But hard to subtle.

Living like the death, yet unconscious
Of the zillions challenges we all vouch for.
HATING with passion, yet prayed for mercy tenacious.
OF what heart can we sincerely plead for
When we are inebriate with hatred.

Our idiosyncrasy lays with the loon goddess.
It not yet dim to us because we are nude.
Thus, i know we known the truth.
We preach it, yet run away from being adjudge.

It's very ignoble to our mankind faith,
Putting a veto to our living
To penetrate through our mindset.
Dilute our conscious with bettering,
If not, our perpetual life will be consume with sins.
Idest, we must live with love.