Teardrops slowly trickle down my face,
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As I sit alone in this beautiful place.
Staring down at my servants beneath me,
at a world that evolved, how could this be.
More hatred than love does live,
These selfish beings I had to forgive.
Slowly but surely they had eroded my trust,
With deceit and greed and their passion for lust.
Don’t they know that I witness their actions every day,
With fewer and fewer beginning to pray.
They offer no honour or service at all,
And I feel in my mind my spirit does fall.
I look to my father for an offer of belief,
His face so solemn and riddled in grief.
Forgive them for they know not what they do,
For they are mere mortals unlike me and you.
Shall we punish them for behaving this way,
No, No dear Son please allow them to play away.
For one day we will meet them,
And only then will they think again.
With their paradigms shifted, they’ll shed their tears,
And for their very own siblings they’ll have the fears
In that world and all kingdom come,
I promise you, Justice will be done.