When Christ Come’s, Poem by maxpoet beauty

When Christ come’s,
When Qiyama come’s,
There will be more than this,
Creation will be a beauty,
Our regime of killings and hatred will fade,

No more imitating the other,
Blessings will flow,
Incredible thought about life,
We are all meaningful,
Even in our lover’s betrayal,
Even in our agony,
There is a treasure in you not shared to everyone,
A name that none knows except thee,
Then you sit at the throne,
Imagine the world without you,
Iam sharing that agony with you,
Showing you how much you mean to Humanity.