ALL OUR LOSS
The rocks burnt high, the ground crack deep
Flooding wash, splashes flush bank
Sweeping girts, surface whirls blank
Thunder storm pummels our cloud to weep.
Little flake snows our nerves to freeze
Whiskey making our eyes to tears
Meteorites stealing our bliss to fears
Our ode flowing to sky with breeze.
Though, he placed us in the claws of the universe,
We suffering tide and chide from unseen and seen
Dancing fracture and bloody verse
The Lord made us greater than unseen and seen.
Stand and smile as bright as ray
All our loss, our God will Pay.
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