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THE ENTITY


The living organism  is here
The marvel has arrived
 
Today, it was formed 
It was molded in pain and disgrace 
It wasn't the best thing in the world 
It was forced to come here 
Or no one was ready for it
Thus, what will its procreator do?
What will humans do to it?
How will they judge its existence?
Kill it , the humans say
For it came to the world before the appropriate time
Kill it, humans insist
For it was a result of rape
 
But here is it and it is already alive
Waiting for the time to be born
Saying:"I want to be born"
However, its procreator objected
 
The mother decided to eradicate it
For she couldn't afford to take care of it
 
Or it was a result of a mistake 
One night, while it was sleeping 
It was resting silently 
The mother brought the abomination 
And the abomination induced pain to it
It suffered a lot and die in torment
 
It never made it to the human world 
It paid the price for our own mistake 
We let it be the one to pay for our evil deeds
We let it be the last victim of our pride
But justice will be served
 
The entity will come back for you in the day of judgment 
You shall be judged by it if you do not repent.

BY JOHN MAYER CHARMANT,
(THIS POEM MUST NOT BE REPUBLISHED UNDER ANY OTHER SIGNATURE BESIDES THE AUTHOR’S SIGNATURE STATED HEREIN.)


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