I write a poem to share with you,
In hopes this message will get through,
In hopes an arrow for to find,
A heart that’s pumping FULL DIVINE.
And if its not, well sad to say,
I shrug my shoulders in this way,
And say “no skin of my big nose,”
If you decide to curl your toes.
But listen to these words I pray,
The old world it will go away,
And at end of time you’re sure to find.
No platform for your graced behind.
So heed this poem, for here I say,
I’ve come to show a better way,
To make you pause and heed this day.
Please listen, lest the piper plays.
For time is now, just as we planned,
The place is earth, it has God’s brand,
Before you know it, told you so.
We’ll have a big utopian show.
And if you want to join the fun,
Well listen up, I’m almost done.
The secret’s simple, truth so fine,
Just pump your heart out, FULL DIVINE.
Copyright 2012 Michael Sharp
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