The Fall of the Human RaceA Poem by Melinda McQueenThe Fall of the Human Race Gunshots fire, Evil never tires. Disguised as rights, It continues the plight.
Saying they care About welfare, Yet, bring even more shame;
Filled with bitterness And utter resentment, Seeking justice in their own way, Their own acts profane.
For what good does it To keep a torch lit When love and grace is erased? The fall of the human race.
Looking down At all the destruction found, With humanity.
Even so, filled with love, He sent His beloved Son To ultimately save The fall of the human race. © 2016 Melinda McQueenFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorMelinda McQueenTXAboutHello, I'm Melinda from Texas. I am a published author. I'm in a chair with Cerebral Palsy and writing is my outlet. I have found deep pleasure in writing poetry. Writing helps me express my emotion.. more..Writing
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