Coin Incidences

I live in a land
Where the sun claps in the day
And the moon sings
In the cool of the night
I come from the land
Where witches fly, hit the rock
And the nation creates the atmosphere
Of total darkness,all day long
So it was
After six hours of no light
I looked at the bulb
I said to be it, let there be light, and there is light
And as I said,the last word,
There was light.

It has not happened again
But my believe is not shaken
There is a God
Who rules in the affairs of men
He opens our eyes
To see possibilities
That we are God’s

Bose

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