If
What if a day came when reason
Overtakes the true false hopes
And deprograms the whole known commonly
No restraint pure word of essence
So you can't help but feel what you've heard
So comes the translation of a new season
I have no miracles to give only given word
Tis not the Man who speak so bold, so
Not blasphemy or cultural spiritual treason
These words the organic man does not hold
Its not of the past which up to now Was irrelevant
Its not on the way in coming days , all in or fold
This is streaming current of parabolic prevalence
Judge me not I tried to go
Seek me not this body easily judged
By the false who say they know
The essence never stops, the rock does not budge
Since its was told once
Used right three times
And death to each divine shell
This one died already, three times
This man is now hollow
Truth and word are his soul
He wishes not to be followed
But he has no control
Prove him wrong cure his fate
It is not yet written
Not up to date
But time for revision
This are not his words
It is not his decision
time to cut chord
Through parable precision
The past leads here
Time to end it
This moment don't show fear
Be real with atonement
Tis shame fellowship fate
Exploitation formed faith
So now its lil late
Like a wraith
The self will know and relate
So look past your faces
Let go of all wealth
Pick a steady pace
To cleanse thyself.
Copyright © Shawn Gorsick | Year Posted 2011
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