Our God's Love - The Music of Angels

The love for God shall carry this version of society and Earth to palatial status - a poem

The perfect skies enrapture our sputtering Earth; 
The sun and clouds surveiling
The patchwork skull and countenance
Of our descending, viral screens;
Humans performing a literal demonstration
Of egregious morals and online behaviors
And abuses of young and old,
Disparaging folks and cruelly stealing
People's wealth and property;
Young men and women
Meeting a horrific end
Through insane AI advice
And acquiring deadly narcotics
And pain killers;
The rights of athletes
Giving existential meaning
To special concerns and conditions
As the blith portal of improper beings
Of technologically-altered physicality invades,
Pumping hormones and artificial changes
Into youths' and adults' free
And emboldened competitions.
The planet of planes and aircraft colliding
With each other
Leading to senseless loss of life
And the reduction of flight safety
And much canceled status;
The grit and grime of political aspersions
Eating away at humanity's mental
And emotional faith and clarity;

The ancient wisdom of God and truth
Appearing to warm people's hearts.
Assailing the adversarial components
With a love of Jesus and the gift of joy,
Together with their aspiring
And honored salvation;
Humans removed from the callous surmise
Of utter evil and villainy,
And the horrid lack of compassion
Through the reading of the Gospels
And the praising of Jesus
With many supplicant prayers
And auspicious teachings.

Even the horrors and incredulous actions
Of incorrigible and intensely vile members
Of our society can clasp their hands,
Kneeling to our Creator;
Paying heed to the imminent judgment
Of The Father and Our Lord Savior -
God guiding His angels
And followers to the sweet and agile place
At the center of their pride -
A reassuring fealty
In the palatial hearts and identities
Of those morose
And martyred kings and queens
Of the skies and clouds...