WHEN THE NUMBER SPEAKS
Reaches the seven billionth offspring
hend, as strong as alga.
Worry you, Lord, for him?
To love, to multiply
we were told in the written word.
You meet a Creator mode -
six days and everything was ready.
You looked to Heaven and Earth,
animals looked - it was good!
But having look at human
the valuation run out of Bible.
In the TV it smells like babies.
Seven to ten the number of ninth grade
program brings their conception.
But it brings them unfortunate antivirus?
A billion is not getting enough ...
A billion are living skeletons without fascism ...
A billion do not want to hear
about justice, about patriotism ...
I read the famous Coelho -
lucky only gives happiness.
But how will the fucker understand -
bed is stuffed into his glory.
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Swing algae their cells
remnants of green aliens.
You will be, I know, Lord, with your children
forever, for eternity.
Copyright © Vesselin D. Delchev - Bulgaria
