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Goodness is Life
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We all have seen the crime scene
Broadcasted live on our TV screens
We have seen the blood flowing
We have heard the deafening screams
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The murder-weapon is known to all
Signed “with love” by some “chosen souls”
It thundered down with a “gracious” fall
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A sigh of relief
followed the storm
It can’t get worse
We all exclaimed
We’ve hit rock bottom
We’ve seen it all
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No my dears not so fast
That is simply not precise,
Far from it!
I forgot to tell you,
Mr Worst is yet to come
He is knocking at our doors
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The camp of gory fantasise their “glory”
Huffing and puffing for their “mighty rise”
“Smite them all” their favourite hymn
Biocide became the madmen surname
Demons of Death, their middle-name
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* * * * *
The camp of goodness is a home for love
Not a predator nor a beast
Aggression is vice, he greatly abhors
But when pushed down, he has a bite
For the sake of truth, he lays down his life
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Just like life, rich and mysterious
full of grace… vigorous … arcane
Patience is his middle name
Kindness fills his heart and soul
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O dear friends, heed my call
“Survival of the fittest” is one big lie
The kind and righteous are the heirs
Most able to love, care and share
With open arms, they fully embrace
Dawn, fast approaching, open your eyes
Laws of nature can’t be destroyed
Humanity is here to stay
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Forces of darkness knows no way
To put off the light of one faint ray
Swarms of evil can’t exterminate
Seeds of nature, resilient, most pure
Thrive and survive, Divinely signed, DNA
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Dear friend It’s not a pretty game
But
Abyss is a choice we can avoid
Come what may, don’t ever lose hope
With glad tidings, I speak to you
Before the crowd, I gladly proclaim
Polarisation, well on its way
No standing on the fence, as per today
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Blessed are the kind, blessed are the meek
Blessed are the ones who stand for the weak
David and Goliath, don’t you recall?
Be the little Davids of our time
Exactly like us, he had only a stone
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Don’t waste time in pitiful blues
Shed off your pride and grumpy moods
Run to the arms of those who love you
Wipe off your tears and start a new
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