I'll never understand you humans
Your obsession with magic
God's chosen children
Astray
Demons, Angels, Principalities
Would cower
Even at the weakest of you
Magic- barely a fleck of dust to the power you encompass
Even magic has limitations
Rules
Set in stone
Bondages
Never to be broken
But
Your father's love for you-
Everlasting and eternal.
Melania of plagues
Lies
Murderers
Curses
Hate
And yet
The love endures
Wavered but renewed
For millennia
Millennia!
Is this not
The power of the universe?
The most abundant thought
Conceived
Now ask yourselves
What is love?
M. White
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Waters of Pain
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