Before Walking, Poem by maxpoet beauty

Before walking,
Before walking,
All this days,
There are many ways that tell me,
I think of man feel's wrong and bad,

Before walking,
I talk and see timing as justice done,
I trod on this journey,
This is the ways that made sways,
You made it through that trodding,
Before walking,
I think on this Righteous steps,
That make us integrate that Immutability,
This man is me and you are part that gave me food to eat,
Trodding on hunger to find Knowledge,
Surely were on Earth to stay,
Not die and get rotten like imaginable hell,
But heavenly came from words that are part of a composing Realm.