The End is Near...

"God loves us all" 

Such a stir these words cause, as the blood of angels fall

Stating these four words simply does not solve what ails us all 

The hate for those different from us will surely be the end 

You say we are all the same yet your hatred does not bend 

Father, mother, brother, sister, we must protect that holy action 

Before we cannot refund the precious transaction 

Put aside our differences and stand united 

Let it be gay, transexual, asexual invited 

Pansexual, lesbian, agender I'd be delighted 

We cannot sacrifice the lives of many before it is clear

The world may never see a hell so near




This poem is about: 
Our world
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