You Can Save The World Poem by Isaac Morris

Crying was my hobby
As a little child
Dripping down my tears
like a boiled sleet,
Sketching out my wishes
Right behind my cheeks.
All I ever wanted
Was for me to be like christ
So that I could save the world

But my mum never saw it
Because she is just a human
with a low sense of humor.
I don't need a cross
To be the second savior
But,
I can change a life
To change another life!
I can change a life
To change another life!

My heart quakes
Like a rolling train
I can feel the pains
Itching in my brain,
As the creature de rails
from the straight way
Like a splash of water
without a fixed trace.

The earth shreds
like a torn cloth
And the angels flee
To save their lives from men
We are left naked
without a shield from God
The creator must be in pains
For you to be a traitor,
Remember,
Judas killed himself
with his own rope
But,
I can change a life
To change another life!
I can change a life
To change another life!