Potential poem

This is the first poem I've ever written so it's pretty sketchy. Chris

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Sensations catch fire, bodies fuse,
and break into a thousand flies,
harmony dies.
Brilliant darkness and horrifying light,
do battle, filling space.
Oceans rain upon the Earth,
and God takes refuge in Hell.

Birth begins but life never stops,
men are in love,
but love is done with,
war becomes romance once again.

Answers are questioned,
Belief and science - inseperable lovers,
Hate upon faces of vengeful mothers
as politics plays with children in parks.

A universe considers itself,
exposes itself under the pen of a poet.