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Apocalypse Now
Travel with me on my thought train; dive in this dark subway of misdeed
The sharpshooter speaking to the point, spikes making my soft lips bleed
Pick your nose & study the bogey, see the same dust we was made from
I didn’t develop-from a monkey… gracious God created Us in clay form
Hence, he breathed life unto each soul, science of beauty, deep to behold
My blood is a river of nectar sent since paradise… a magic potion stirred
I preach poetry like the prophet Jeremiah, prose laced with potent words
What is it worth to gain the Earth & perish midst the synagogue of Satan?
Warfare disturbs divine motion, carnage strikes prior dialogue debating
Laws of his tongue are ignored, so the Lord holds a two-pronged sword
The wicked weaken in his wrath, fools falter for speaking bullish chaff
Lost nation believing in witchcraft, flaming Angel’s smiting the riff-raff
Fires & flames, who’ll reap the blame for all the Holy Messiahs slain?
Who’ll admire his name? Heaven’s gates await only the pious & plain
Only the highest obtain life eternal, I scribe in vain to write wise journal
Sinners Hail Mary, pursue penance; the earthquakes at Eli’s entrance
I surf against the tide in seven seas of gen trying to free my conscience
The skies crack open with a carping thunder resonant for miles far flung
Treetops & mountains offer shelter, Mother Nature protects her young
I see global existence through a colourful spiral of spectral decadence
Conspiracy theories remain unexplained if they lack factual evidence
Largely this evidence is swept under rugs, or sedated by wonder drugs
Civil war, populace control, genocide, media moguls deride it as myth
Somebody’s hiding the culprit, got a scapegoat, scalpel at his throat rift
Toxic roaches infest investments; leftover venison feed fed to peasants
Life throws you lessons, curses quell Us; we rarely count true blessings
Amen
