Judgement Stone
judgement stone
my mind is clean
yet am a sinner
yes that is what
am called and seen
they never believe
am a human of my kind
rather if they do
it trouble their minds
to confusion
cos already am less
a human in the mind set
despite am the miracle
they wish to be
judgment stone
free me if you are free
I just want to live
I wish I don't need to fight
for sinners are only but victims
that I wish will exclude us
one day
a dream with too many definitions
no wonder they hate a lion
but respect pulpit
so when we grow with a different
mind set
far from their famous illusion
we either die hard to get it real
and that include their
judgement stone
judgement stone
don't get me far to a world
I dont know
because a lion
dont live in a cage
the world is wild
so I fear Babylon no more
after all what else is to lose
that I have not lost already
living to survive
a great life in a world of illusion
I guess that all intelligent moguls
could afford to offer
to a natural world
no wonder few live while
so many are shadows
now I know why we are
called sinners
isolated with their
judgement stone
judgement stone
trouble me no more
for how many troubles
is enough to be own
In a troublesome world
I wish I was the saviour
but an old man told me
to remember an early grave
it has buried alot brave
so be careful of what
you wish for
so I hide silence
despite the heart bleed
who has a say
cos their is always
another finger on the trigger
theirs is always the gunmen
ready to keep the order
from above
they prefer our hell
while they protect
the heaven of those
pulpit whose aim
are to stone us
always with their
judgement stone
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