How Many Times Have You Tried?

You were brought in at a special time to stop a situation from growing wild, there was chaos everywhere and the multitude began to fear, and your ingenuity and strategy brought back the global stability. Your assignment is already done and should have left the town, but you plant yourself in that place and you know that it is too late. You have a couple thousand followers who believe that you are the savior, you are taking everything from them and not giving anything back to them; just like religious fanatic that twist the truth and take all the poor man’s salary and preach about prosperity, there is no million dollar waiting in the bank for you it is somebody’s investment and it cannot take you to heaven. How many times have you tried, when you know that you are living a big lie, how many times have you tried when you know that you have already died, you masquerade through the town looking for sympathy in your long gown, you have extortion the human dignity and send the community into poverty, you have set the bar low and it’s time for you to get up and go. You have done what you are supposed to do, and the heaven is waiting for you; once you get there you cannot come back here; they will mount you on golden horse and throw you out in the dark; your leadership skills are low, and your ambition cannot grow. How many times have you tried, and the people are bidding you goodbye, your environment is not clean and every day you mess with my dreams. I clean the street every day and your roadrunner litter it with garbage the next day, bags of baby diapers with human feases piled up on top telling the people that is all you have got. Your organization skills are poor, and minstrel is knocking on the door, the people are jobless, and they work every day but cannot show anything in return, The children are starved, and you continue to raise the crucifix in the yard and the other man down the street is draining the city of it's heartbeat. You send your henchmen to attack me, throw water in my face and beat me up at the gate, they have to keep reminding you to send the garbage truck to cleanse the city of the saw dust. You have cleared the small gate, but you will never get past the big gate. How many times have you tried to break the rules and get by how many times you have tried to break the law and get through. You want to overturn your cases so meet with me at the gate, but your trouble will double if you don’t accept your faults and pacify them before the break of dawn. How many times have you tried to parachute to the sky, and you all fall down and die, this time there is no difference, there is no short cut to heaven if you want to sit in the big chair you have to train for sixty years. I have no time to die.