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Let's Fix This Attitude And Show Some Gratitude...






Wandering far in a pensive mood,
My heart grabbed a mystery thought,
A child was born darkness gone,
A light pierced the dark brick walls.





Twelve years have gone,
In a temple so strong,
Preaching to all there's nothing wrong,
Still this event pierced her heart.





In a world gone tough he chose to be,
The one who heals the hearts so rough,
She chose to be the strength to him,
With all the swords piercing her heart.





Thirty years passed by,
And within three,
They chose to see,
The end of him.





Leaving aside the mighty sight,
Leaving aside the crown he owns,
Hiding all the might he holds,
He came to Earth to set us free.





We chopped a tree,
We made a cross,
We placed it on the mighty one,
We never knew he holds the Earth.





We nailed him on that cursed cross,
He turned it into a blessing at once,
She stayed with him, she raised him up,
She never let him down, but pierced her heart,
No words can say how much they've done.





The insults he heard on the wooden cross,
Is still on Earth no matter what,
We never learn, we never get enough,
Let's fix this attitude and show some gratitude,
For the sorrows she bared and the blood he shed,
To save the Earth from a scary death.





-Debra R. N. Ludwick-


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