This World

by candice   Apr 3, 2006


As I sit outside looking out at the sky.
I slowly begin to open my eyes.

I begin to see things more clearly.
Still my eyes so tired and weary.

The moon is like Gods eye watching over us at night.
So alive and shinning so bright.

This world we live in is God's created land.
Its so big,but yet we cradle in his hand.

With only the light of the moon it seems so quiet and abandoned.
Yet during the day everyone's breaking at least one commandment.

God gives us a life to live and a place to stay.
But still the world gets worse day by day.

We cannot blame God,but only mankind.
So the question is when will there be no more pain and no more cries.

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