It didn’t kill the buildings.
It only worked on people.
The churches, they were left intact.
Bells rang in the steeple.
The king took a knee and
A damn long pause.
Gave out more candy than Santa Claus.
Someone said that sports was fixed.
A man named Kobe Bryant.
The beggars shut him up so fast.
No longer Kobe flyin’.
Lottos stopped.
Ponzis popped.
She topsy turvied sideways.
It was the outset of goodbye days.
Bibles were right.
Only the light.
Could win if the world stopped spinning.
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