Make It With Me, Poem by Abdul Karim

Make It With Me,



Make it with me,
Make it with me,
Good is the Star,
Death is not a Ressurection but Imperfection,
Everyday we Fight Humanity,
In my Blood is Self Love for Humane,
God is not Unjust to make man an Overman,
Make it with me,
Maturity is a Ressurection of the Star's,
Everyday there is the Light that is Crying Over and Over,
To see Humane Living Forever
Among the Four Kingdom's,
Man is the Worst of Creation for not Understanding the Word.

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