They call me by many, many names,
They curse my existence by the day and night,
Some manage to curse me when they think I am not looking,
Yet cry my name out when they are either in need or pain,
I gave them simple set of rules to live by,
A book that I made by one of their own make,
But look at how shameful i have become to them,
Like my existence mean nothing to them,
But my love for them will never stop,
No matter how my beautiful , beloved child despises,
I love them more preciously than the angels that are here
with me,
Even had to sacrifice my one and only child for the love i
have,
I have made no mistake in making a little heaven called
Earth,
a place where I know for a fact they will live together and
spread out,
Even though my dreams for that heaven are demolishing
day-to-day,
I know I will calm their hearts, and my glory shall be known
once more...
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