Wyme 2

To gain acceptability You let yourself in on crowd mentality With all this capacity And intrinsic ability You consciously decide the mortality Of your own capability You deny individuality And instead accept multiplicity All in search of false glory You toy with your own story You decide to change God’s transcript Only to create your own flawed script Sooner or later we’ll all face death Pretty soon you’ll take your last breath At the thought of this truth, many fret The end of life is set You’ll eventually join the bus And believe you me Its taking you nowhere near Jos The real question is if you’re ready To meet with your maker all calm and steady With your eartlhly deeds worth it And surely his judgement non-cloudy Not that your feelings matter much Only God decides such I only pray heaven’s gate you touch And on heaven’s lawn you eventually stand On a day when many will land In the scorching heat of hell’s sands Only to kiss the devil’s hands………..