Consider This Poem by Ghost Writer Insomnis

Consider no stipend
monetary or otherwise;
Nothing is worth the regret
of ultimate compromise?

In a dying world rejected and alone,
He calls my name to be HIS own.
An act of selfless devotion,
arise this quotidian notion,
as the world turns, in a malevolent motion.

I breathe by His command
In humbleness unable to stand,
on my face and all alone,
contrite the heart that searches for home.

What is true
can never be through,
In His magnificence of Light
All who seek Vision, He allows Sight.

Ablaze the Fire set in His Eye
Kindled by the Pain, His children cry,
Soon my beloved A new world without lies,
no sickness, no disease, not one who dies.

From death to life, from life to death
a choice until the very last breath.
This day, this moment in time at last,
Your decision molds the life you've cast.

Sorry no primate will ever challenge what God can do?
Sorry, no life can exist without God is true.