The Signs Of Life
The Slaughters Of Animals
For we came
as thunder and rain,
It was born from the sky of light,
Madethe least sounds
imperfect as a signs of life,
The signs of pain is as holy
as the signs of life,
For us,
As for the entire universe,
The signs of pain
is as holy as life itself,
As for any animals
slaughtered made on earth,
As for any child's
held for the mothers arms,
In any cluster's
life speaks as significance,
in any environment
life means ourhope,
The signs of pain is as holy,
as life itself,
For we will know no shelter's
If we are immune to the signs of life,
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