Unwavering darkness

……..The earth, the universe, could be but a trinket about Satan’s neck, it fits, once one reflects, our pursuit to reach heaven most of us thoroughly neglect, those who don’t have my respect, but on earth that’s equivalent to a blank check; as the good die young, and innocence is falsely accused then hung, some are so poor they have to eat cow dung, something that hasn’t been reported by Connie Chung, she ain’t fat yet, so we got ways to go before we can say she sung; live a life of systematic love lost, cause life is randomly tossed, tell me that it’s false, the trinket that we are, filled with earthquakes and storms, Christianity seems  to have been double crossed, all of which could be the dark master’s fingers fondling across.