Malcolm Sealy (Australia)
My children.....this: one day will dawn..
Prepare for your own...unknown,
Frightens me this time....
The free world? So so many of you...flying so high..
No different then others I guess...
But; mans crazy apathy dressed as empathy,
maketh your Fall so so high! ! !
Your perfect material world! Failed as such.
Though you Fall, riseth you will?
Children....glorious this will be..clear and total...
All the gifts....secret wishes and all..
Some won't make it! Its ok! Back you will be: -)
Take heart for when the big one strikes....beside you I will be,
In that time of need I will be with! Through that fog.....glimpsed!
MAN- your responsibility..... you must prepare these...
For them to even glimpse me through that fog of filth...YOU!
Must prepare....lay the foundation... let them make mistakes!
Let them realise there follies! ! Internalise. The rest up to Him.
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