good morning world,
goodnight god,
i cant help you,
the lies must stop.

death at hand,
life in demand,
sins everywhere,
better not stare.

what will you do?
nothing, you cant,
you dont know,
you have no clue.

good morning world,
goodnight god,
you cant help me,
you cant even hear me.

A thin hair breadth's ecape from theism
dreams not made by humans at all
it's unseen omnisient power
that yields big catches at times sharks too
praise the lord praise his kindness
till every day takes rest in peace

beware and behold his shine is long

awake and arise ,your fortune taps the knob
to shower 'HIS' GRACE IN LOTS you belong as throb
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