The family foundations were like a blanket of fallen leaves.
The one who was a father became a husband.
Crippling souls and clinging to the living,
The era of selfishness blossomed,changing dreams.
In bodily charms,having known revelation,
replacing the heaviness of thoughts,
With the lightness of a flaw,time clung to the strings of excitement ,
Where lust sang songs for the perverted ego,
Biting time ,it took the souls of babies.
Having become an opponent of mortal sin ,
Humanity rushed into eternity ,eventually losing its flow.
The coin that covered sin and confused nights with days.
Erasing the honor of others under the guise of far-fetched ways,
Turning the sacred into a business,
Putting the 'i' above the holy nature,
Playing with the gene.
Having felt the permissiveness of vice,
Having opened other doors ,letting progress into thinking ,
Striving for the best balance of soul and body,
Where there was no place for extremes to preserve what nature had given,
Forever distancing eternity from being.
Heaven was playing the puppet of freedom ,
And Mother -Nature was watching with interest where freedom would lead a person,
By sending a prophet to him to change the gene.