Cosmic enlightenment full bloomed into a great black hole...
Our memories may at times fade as go, don't we consider and know?
Cosmic dust scatters along great devoids in astroidal ineptness...
We, as Christians, have trouble with others, wanting or needing to accept us.
We do all love, and respect the Sun of God, in this day and age...
We are not, true and a saintly sage, in our lifely stage.
What might we have entered into, in recent times? ...
What be our manly crimes?
God sent his son, to unburden our path...
Our soul's solar system, is vastly full as of a dirty bath.
When we sin, we cannot correctly spell or add...
What our lives should be, or what we should have had.
God and Jesus Christ will have our love...
After we've been saved, we'll join them way up above.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem