2/25/23

The Human Race that Passes Away (poem)

 

Wars upon itself
is destined to die
rots like garbage at a landfill
admires shiny things
adds darkness to darkness
believes its lies
with all sincerity
perishes on the conveyor belt of time

It has hope in nothing
nouns, verbs and adverbs are words
it loves matter
matter and fleshy things\not even adjectives
though it works

Jesus Christ the Redeemer was/is
in-himself for-others
with the Spirit
eternity is a thought
donation of being and time
without death
that passes away.

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