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Somewhat random thoughts put to words
I give you the future. Now you will see
the goodness of people and evil, too.
Behold life, which is so precious to Me,
and the pain you give, so precious to you.
Father, You know this is torture to me;
Mother, You know You can help this to cease!
To look in our hearts and what is to be...
we pine for assistance and for release.
The future is here, but you have the choice
to alter it, make it better for all -
the best of you can raise a voice
and perhaps prevent a horrible fall.
'Twere my choice, there would not be so much strife,
but all the good lost should cost me my life.
