Glory Through Mystery

The conundrum Gunning down a sense of mystery Truncating hospital lives, spewing Poison tar gas to advocate concrete Control and ruthless rulebound vocation My agreeable nature floats In, around, outside, and above These games of stolen pride I am myself, timeless bound To a prophesy pure within the sky All moods coalesce All people march for destiny Not a name, place, or vocation Just simply realizing The glory of each moment