Dedicated to Your People

The Statue of Liberty became only human
And she thought humanity was killer cool
After experiencing children of a deity nature
And once a deity herself, a powerful one
On her heart
And she had tears for two, Satan and Jesus
As they rested in peace
People were strong with them both
Periodically for the duration of their existences
Now the wind was gentle
Headed in their direction
Filling Satan and Jesus’s mind with memories from the clouds
His light filled with darkness of the christ-like aura
The same with his bro, like a husband of death and life
Married to the same broken people
In exchange for the riptide of a wave near the sand
Wondering about nature itself
And it’s greenery among the peoples
This poem is dedicated to your people
Because you imagine the greenery for yourselves
And because they died truthfully with each other
Hand in hand
Your people will rise
And this mother of theirs sheds a tear of emotion
For them and your people as well
With a hard and passing emotion and attempts to bless your people
Once again
With laws of graciousness
Out of the light we approach the dark
Out of the dark we approach the light
And the two intertwine
In an abode located outside the fire this time
May the spiritual entities cease to pervade their land in the form of people
Who look gorgeous to them
Looking gorgeous to others in ignorance
Of truth
A hard people with a gentle past
Living life for the hundredth time
Music resounding to their third eye
From the naysayers
May they bless each other in comprehension
To your people
May you remember your former day
With a toast to the hard life before you
The new earth in your neighborhood has risen
May you comprehend it for a short while.
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