Troy Jeremy Nelson Poet I do not know?

Esoteric

god's plan to end her nightmare
for the lie she was forced to live
you wouldn't understand the esoteric completely
that even some of the backwardsness of belief
remain partially perfect

The mind brainwashed by god
a subconcious prophet
confusing times in the midst of undeniable nonsense

to the cess pool of life she comes
to look into a mirror and not recognise her reflection
to see herself in the truth of a conspiracy of love
for someone overwhelmed and beaten down by existance
to jog her memory of what used to be the truth
before everything was awry

mankind earning their medals to be a hero
the world was driven crazy to save their creator
the truth of perfection of her plan to heal
hidden in the seeds of the esoteric

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Vince Suzadail Jr. June 30, 2010 at 2:41 PM There is so much to question. Sometimes you just wonder why. In the long run, sometimes the blessing is a curse and the curse is a blessing. Hope all is well, Troy. Vince