The Sun

We were twin planets.

In the same solar system.

Same ozone layer.

1 big ice ball & 1 like earth.

Couldn’t miss them.

Everyone on the Sun?

Was a whore.

God called it

“Sodom & Gamore”.

So God got mad.

Left them feeling lonely.

None of the land on the Sun?

Holy.

No more angels?

No more money.

When you were stealing it?

Thought it was funny.

What do you do when there is nothing left?

Light fires till your warm.

In trash cans

I guess.

Until you blow up your own planet.

Because you want orgies.

More worried how souls are doing it?

Sexually performing.

For God so loved the world (earth) he gave his only SUN. We were an ice ball. LOL.

You are narcissists to think you are that important be grateful. They only have a contract to write for you because they stole my 300 poems from my still paid for writing.com account. Lyric411. It is paid yearly and is not due. Where is it?

Stop stealing my work.