Numbers
Zero identity to everything and all but
One is the name of the universe
At Two, the sun and the moon shines on
Three of us: Me, Myself, and
I experience Four emotions: love, hatred, sadness, and joy
To the world for the Five golden rings of music and innocence
Six is evil and it is also a man
Seven is heaven, perfection, completion and rest
Eight is eternal, a new era beginning from seven
Nine is deceiving; mistake it for 6 and this will cause
The End that's rising from creation
In this beginning of an end not worthy of attention
Paid through neglect from just reason
Just one voice for an evolution pushing towards solutions
Not ignoring a blissful ignorance
Is bliss our escape from the third rock from the sun?
Of the father, in his image, in his name
We use guns to hide from angels, they fall from the sky
Providing the answers to questions but no one really asks
Why?
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