A poem on our sins and the Architect of the Universe.

Nothing was at the beginning.

Only assuming a Big Hole Ring.

After seven days came into sight

Air, colours, animals and nature,

Made by the wand of a Supreme Being.

After his hard toil He then rested,

Allowing His creation to mature.

It developed into a new World,

And within seven days it was bright.

But His work was not completed.

Nothing was at the beginning.

He then, at His image

Created a fantastic Man.

And, within seven days rested

Before engender a majestic Woman.

Nothing was at the beginning,

Only Eden with fine sky and land,

Animals, nature, people and light.

And the Celestial Father was delighted

To have created such a peaceful Paradise.

Now there is everything.

However a sinister mind

Asked Humans to disobey

And Eden became Hell,

When the Creatures became unkind.

Now there is everything,

And the Architect of the Universe

Wanted to test the morality

Of what He originated

To prove their integrity.

No remorse whatsoever,

No recognition of the traverse,

No sign of repentance

For their disobedience

To the order of Wrong and Right.

Nothing was at the beginning.

In between there was everything.

Now there is a Damocles sword

On the head of the Human Race,

For its cruelty and unconsciousness.

Nothing was at the beginning,

In between there was everything.

When People are going to immerse

Their entire condition of existence,

And follow the rules of the Universe.

Nothing was at the beginning.

In between there was everything.

Turmoil reigns now in our Planet,

And nobody seems to accept and obey

The Commandments of a Sacred Writ.

Nothing was at the beginning.

In between there was everything.

Now there is only despair,

Is a door for Hope sweeping?

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