Poem: The Mission

The fire from up above
Shines down upon us
And everyone standing

In the light has a mission
To carry
Their brothers and sisters

It's up to us
To administer
The benevolent will of heaven

The light shines
Without prejudice
Upon everything on earth

On the evil and the good
We're all just customers
Of the sun

With a mission
To leave a little good
In our wake
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