Poem -

"Just Begun"

Today the world plays a game,called hide and dodge the Word
So when the Light Shines Someย pretend They never saw or heard.
There's no way for any Liars to truly pass the test
When Truth's not to the liking Some make Falsehood a Request.
Many Peoples to this very day think the world's wrong ways are neat
But many of the World's paths are strictly for straying feet.
There're Some Who still prefer to adhere strongly to the wrong
This conveys a message to the Upright,Don't choose to Be weak over strong.
The many ways of Satan sound good but No,they won't last
The Most Honorable Teacher is the Truth and Generations past.
We must Be willing to see through all this World's con's
Then We see falsehood and iniquity does not add up to much fun.
There areย Ways in this World that do Seem Right to Many
But when it comes to Salvation they surely won't bring Any.
We once could plant Good Seeds and We knew They would grow
Now it's Pains and Sorrows for it's what this World chose to Sow.
We must not Be fooled not by Satan or even Man
For Neither One Created the Heavens or this Land.
Be warned all Half-Hearted Who make Sinning Seem so fun
The Pains or not in Death No,for in Death Life has Just Begun! ย Amen

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