The Galaxy Of Life Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

The Galaxy Of Life

the brotherhood of man,
consists of women and men,
never singular
always plural,
so much material,
therefore further in the plural,
like a spiral,
it opens and falls
with a beautiful silent sound
round and round
like the moon goes around
the earth
Since birth
from the earth
and the earth is constantly spinning
the sun
they have a lot of fun
so nice, great,
running around and around the big hot sun
it never dims its light
always very bright
and very hot
about eight spinning dots
the life cycle of humanity,
born of the world of man
also consists of the galaxy
with all the spinning,
one by one around the other dot
oh how busy they are
the life of mankind
bind in one go,
born in the circle of man,
encapsulated in birth, love, hope, life, and death of humanity
man is still alive
everything turns and turns,
inhale and exhale,
about our earth,
one of the rotating
of the eight that revolve around our entire galaxy,
When actions
death comes,
like a thief in the night,
general darkness,
but know
God is there
and waiting for you
go up together
during sunrise
He leads you to paradise
so dear hearts,
be wise
and bright,
after death,
you get up
in God's House in paradise...

P.S. The Earth exists still 4 milliard years,
the Sun remains to shine