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Humanity was and is to blame, forever shall be

Mortality ability, gratitude of God’s main creation
It is and shall be a creation outcome
The counting of days towards grave
Would there be outcome more grave
Hope filled hearts for there are choices
Though pecant seeds forever born

The killing of brothers by brothers
What other worse did our creation?
For some do as a form of a hobby
Freely deliberated, carelessly
We were, are and shall be to blame

We held pointless wars forging reasons
First to second, early to elder dead lives
Shall not place aside the minor biodiversity
So we were and will be to blame

Some strange sort of heating with known reasons
Its outcomes affect harshly the least pioneer
Shall they rave against the main?
Or, rely on their frail prevention
For when destruction comes upon
The main trigger shall lie back and forge caring
So poor shall blame rich who set poor to blame

Killing of fetus years
An unborn living life killed raw
Guilty conscience shall upon them come
When the Judge of judges His judgement judge
Find blame on the blameful, fairness upon the fair
Burning everlasting death as well as heaven forever award
Only then Humanity shall see that
Was and is to blame, forever shall be.

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