Midnight Birth

Miraculous Metal.
A gift from heaven.
Mary, for a little while.
On seven.

How many see?
How many hear?
This world's passing.
Gods decree.

Mother, sing your heart
As You walk the Sea.
Gather Your children.
Leaving others be.

When the land is frozen,
a second world nation,
till not too late.
Die to flee abomination.

by David Domansky

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