The Devil's Device
Rejoicing angels,
As the devils fly down,
Searching victims,
On earth to dwell.
Tempting the wicked,
the nod subdue,
Earth being reign,
Is the greatest plan,
The world of alone,
Is not a shield to withstand,
Quitters are the pessimistic,
In real world of comfort,
Where no one thinks of
to endure the faithfullness,
So difficult to destroy,
A family stood still,
Waiting for the hero to come,
And by luck, they destroyer,
Kneel again to God's plan
For He is willing to find out why.
Strengthen family through hard work,
a family untouched by the holy waiter,
For the family is the target
of their heart desire to ge away buying now neccesary.
poem by Susan T. Aparejo
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