Tha Bastard iv

I pray the lord my soul to keep in peace as I reach for greatness beyond me starting to see that I live for thee not enough for nonsensical nonentity wake me up and bless me please forgive me father for I have sinned I forgot my identity it must have been a sordid dream must have dreamed a worldly deed all obscene obscenity awakened from a dream at seventy six filled with regret and destinies forsaken surrounded by wealth and memories not taken of long lost banalities waiting to pick up from where I left off stuck in a past non entity asleep for eternity elusive illusory illusions weaving visions across the landscape of wisdom that is mind man forgetting the truth rest at ease arrest me please let me cease only the best at ease can see mistakes from the lessons free wake me up I beg you please don’t let another day pass seeing me cry from blessing eyes
to deaden skies with blessed disguise I wear it well when I swear by all who dwell in hell to tell the truth
at all times and learn the lines of my rhyme as one time binds all eyes to the mind not correcting mistakes or achieving praise to make great disgrace I won’t take your place only swear to learn the pace fall in line and dance in time to the rhythm of life’s strides I’ll learn to march to the reason the rhyme for none have sinned who lie in wait to wake us up to eternal song budding call of birds tweeting messages on trees singing dance around the sun thumping drumbeat sounds of war falling on deaf fears propelling feet faster than hearts can store blood poured forth to stave the fall original sin its own reward be the first to flee who made us all the weak or strong rich or poor who gave when we prayed who lied to open our eyes questions asked where answers lie in wait giving hope to make life worthwhile abolishing the cynical or naive ignoring the question of if life is a lie civilly clamoring to see the bigger picture unique shared perspective vision skeptic wisdom believers at the same time believing in that which is unseen with brains built for this in due time all fears come to be seen blamed on our identity for know ye not that ye are the sons of god calling that which you want it to be as you can only know it to exist awaken to the sound of the thundering world screaming with arms wide open to be embraced as she is one


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