Great poem, yes, the end of slumber, and hopefully hunger, let no one put asunder what God hath brought together, for we came from the dust, not six feet under, though that's where we're headed, when Death approaches with thunder, but first came knowledge, then wisdom and understanding, the latter which triumphed our flaws, mistakes, and our blunders, we have pierced through the darkness with our light arrows as hunters, we give much and share oft, and stop those who plunder, God works in mysterious ways, as we kneel and pray for His Day for more miracles and wonders...