I've witnessed my demise
To no surprise.
Only brightened by the Holy One
The Son.
Seen my fate
Amid this US ubiquitous firmament's fucked-up hate.
Seen beautiful sunsets
That I could never request
With success.
Seen my child
With Our Father's aide, thus allowed,
Running playfully but not running wild...
But my death shall come soon
At Our Father's behest;
Under a half-moon,
Exactly what I deem a major blessed old broke
Conquests!
Our Father's speed.
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