Message To God
Forgive me father for i have sinned, bless me for i have repented.
Now i truly know the power of the lord upon this blessed land
I have seen this worlds true colours. For these people there is hope.
The gardens of earth watered with the blood of tyrants.
Leveled out by the sweat of heroes.
I hear your name whisperd through the wind.
like chinese whispers, it gets mislead and twisted.
I see your image perfectly crafted upon each of us.
You give us a spirit, you guide it. but like a feather in the wind it blows off course
We are brought into the world, being told lie after lie, subliminal messges are the truth.
We stumble across the truth by mistake but we ignore it, asif it were not there.
We live in a time of need, we need our gaurdian angel to continue to guide us.
To guide us through the dark world of decietfulness,
To keep us warm from the cold hatred thrown upon us,
To shelter us from the hailstorm of lies.
People are losing hope, they no longer believe,
but i have not given up.
We need you to return to help bring the world back to order,
I'll travel to the far ends of the world to discover the truth,
I'll sail the bluest of sea's to find peace,
I'll fly through the clearest of skys, fluffiest of clouds to find out what awaits me in heaven
Copyright © Aiden Richardson | Year Posted 2010
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