Seventh Day Poem by kizza michael
Seventh Day
seventh day
the sun rose like the lighting that day
all fashioned in multiple colors
seemed to be the day
it was just the judgment day
all cried and smiled
judged and angered
but all said the 'Lord'
though less believed in what they said
the rest just heard.
what is the difference between the seventh and fist day.
you get tired on the seventh and want to get back to first day that's why monday comes after the seventh day.thanks.md
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4/16/2024 5:33:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Life just keeps on going whether we like it or not... Nice work there! ! ^-^