2760 A.D. was the year
Where people carried fear,
When the world had lost faith
And some were attacked by a spear.
When people continued the bad things
Not following The Lord's teachings
The bad things continued for years
They started losing their earnings.
The evil dominated the Earth
The good people were treated like dirt
For there were battles fought,
And peace was just a thought.
The generation was on pins
They threw the food in the bins
They stood on the shore of virtues,
But, were taken away by the waves of sins.
All of a sudden the dream was broken
The sunshine entered my room and the window was open
Thank God! It was just a dream
May my people never be forsaken.
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PoetryMy World is a captivating collection of poems that takes you on a journey through my thoughts, emotions, and experiences. Each poem paints a vivid picture and invites you to explore different aspects of life, love, nature, and self-discovery. It's a...
