Still wondering why the earth shows us promise,
We break waters and the winter leaves
Attest to supremacy from Up Above.
The trees left the place where we were pondering,
Near a silver move, the golden blessing,
That was the one main argument of violence.
Opening the door was when ten stones were hurled,
At the public of ten thousand men,
Knowing everything seemed a pleasant news.
Some people were like some children,
Still wondering why the seas of burden
Returned to the inner lake so fortuitous.
I left the place of the gates, and outside
Them were felons and villains
Too speedy and smooth in their sin.
I am still wondering why the heavenly
Bliss stands like the wonderment of the firmament,
This malicious disease enters the intellect
And the blood of our veins is pumped
So this day the food of our heart is maintained.
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