Monday, January 30, 2012

god View

What is all this?

Morality that's relative,
Gods promise abused now they think Him nonexistent?

What is all this?

Children drained in adult blood,
Spray bullets as man remains likened to insect,
Darwin ideologies to sound God thought, thinking they know what God thought,

Pages of Law taught,
Hierarchy nations to feel Gods throne, 'on top' is where these eyes fall,

So worship turns to weekends while daily we tithe governments,
Antichrist moment yet who is this Christ to these drones?
Puppets pulled through naive strings,
Laboured to believe free they live... slaves in our midst

What is all this?

I found Gods promise amidst the darkness,
Though lost I saw the path and the view brought bliss,
I tread slowly to sound my madness,

Lucifers fallen bt do heavens gates remain open?

What is all this nuisance?

Men becoming women?
Infant corpses, virgin blood to grow what this earth needs...

Muslims killing Christians, isn't that God thought removing what God brought?

Is God religious, or religion Gods movement?

Church politricks, Christ miracles to sound Muhammads absence, what is all this?

Institutions that turn blindly,

Ignore the weak to train the promising, and then claim that development,
Moral law a passing like fairlytales to solidify that need for uproar,
Outcomes that outweigh means, moments for applaud,
Presidential as power turns creation into a path immortal,
So they have Obama dreams while we cry Mother Teresa tears,

What is all this?

Suicide infestation,

Poverty prescribed nations,

Beliefs that turn brothers to hide Abel's corpse beneath the offerings,

The choices we are given, to discern that we cannot comprehend,
It's like the dead living, from graves ancient it seems the truth remains sleeping.

Peace of mind, I need peace of mind,

Peace in mind is streets with no crime,
No lies to enslave just for pockets sake,
So they propaganda reality to sound their madness,

... what is all this?

Tears that dry often like droughts to quench the thirst of this Orphan,
How can I freely speak when my voice hides to preserve this body that's weak?
From Famine to disease, what is all this?

Suits to three piece that suit that which he speaks,
I, barefeet hustle green leaves on which I feed,
Remain thorn thick to pierce this puss filled wounds as these hospitals forget their basis,

I know what this all is,

The madness that springs like seasonal greetings,
Their need to corrupt intelligence,
Like experimentations done on monkeys,
To live their idea of what life is, its all Will like that black Smith,

Stones to build the basic foundations,
Free is state like I believe heaven is,

So why all this nuisance,
Why all this madness,
All this chaos amidst us?

Why not if yoU remain this silent!!

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