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Time Out

Time Out 'Wake up' the cocks say I saw the sun and forgot to pray Then my memory brought forth evil deeds I recorded yesterday. At a point, my instinct chastised, but couldn't override the pleasures the evil scenes brought to my entire being. 'Do it once again' my tickled treacherous thought told In the aftermath, my sober spirit screamed, as though he threw a tantrum. He said 'this could be your all in this kingdom' Yet the rest of me became deafened. So I wore my shirt of pride, Trousers of deceit, For blasphemy, my feet already had it, Finally, spectacles of fornication, so my flirtatious balls I could hide. Just a step from the room, I lost my way Oh God! How I wished I could pray. My spirit was right, It was my last day. I was given a last moment to change my fate. But I couldn't, now it's late Because I am speaking from the grave If you have breath, please be saved Before you leave like I am speaking from the grave.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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