Millstones at the Bottom
Little Ones stumble
Sometimes they fall
When they fall, worlds can crumble
As if they were never there at all
The rope around the necks
Of those who trip the free,
the innocent and meek
Are tied to giant millstones
Which get cast to the bottom of the sea
When you violate an innocent life
You cripple an entire world
That world within this dying world
Deserves a better living world
That world within this dying world
Inherits the Creator's world
That infinite and endless
Expanse of an existence
This wondrous thing leaves you breathless
A life eternal
A life of glory
A life of safety
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