Can You Fly With Emphysema I Just Wrote This Poem...it's All Over The Shop..thoughts?

I just wrote this poem...it's all over the shop..thoughts? - can you fly with emphysema

There are flames in the sky like a phoenix
And the movement of the wings, the hearts of the children died.
Smoking causes emphysema in a
Your lungs are black their way underground.

So decide, into the field, you need to sell your soul
The Devil is an offer and it seems to be winning.
Because you know God does not care on the ocean,
Flip dolphins so you can take your picture.

It's funny how the earth is still only rotate
Some of the lowest, pain that people without a soul.
God is still working his man to make in this world, which in turn
But it's worth, that burn good and innocent people get started.

Together, we are link arms and do nota burden on the Doors
But it is regrettable to see that, because God controls the future.
The doors are electric and clouds are a poison,
We all believed that to die in the sky makes it worthwhile.

Thus, with the ink from my pen, I write a Gospel,
Sing for the sheep is coming to town.
Words have meaning, more than anything in the Bible
And God can only stand beside it and hit us below.