His Glory
the beautiful masterpieces
marvel the masses though out time
misunderstood works deluded
saturated in the i want more
the fear driving the leaders
leading the masses catastrophically
in to mutual damnation
following the foot steps of our forefathers
leading us to the day the father walked away
believe you me this is hope at it's finest
because the last thing god did for us
was tell us not to eat the apple
Copyright © John Tanaskow | Year Posted 2010
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