We are born in original sin then in later years accept lust as our romantic love-lace, then chosen by His will to be enshrined in enflamed grace. 1 year in the garden in perfect harmony and chivalry, 6,000 years for the serpent to craft Adam's children cleverly. The walking dead singing the expression of praying at 11:11, believing they'll shoot thru the dog star, they're "portal to heaven". Lucifer, the brightest and most clever of Seraphim: in a conch of scripture he clutches and curls, contorts John Ch:3 Vs:16 to darken their thoughts, and stay dead to the world. Millions of Yahweh's remnant given a gift of sweetest potion, when once we we're like dead whales at the bottom of the ocean.
A poem about how most people don't read scripture and don't have a grasp of the basics when it comes to apologetics and theology yet it's ok because God has called Hs own to Himself.