Rampage On Sainthood

Freedom
a delicate thing
dancing between
oxygen and carbon
will it give us a life
or suffocate

we're stuck in that reptile stage of uprising experiment
but they didn't count on our soul 

small amount of energy which owns us 
should have been included in equation

no one is winning
became universal scripture

no one is winning
neither plates from Sinai
nor book older than a prophet
or 'chosen people' exclusive label
no one is winning

sweep demons aside
and avoid your mirrors
stamped with that 21 gram
we are all hostages 
living in Stockholm's  delusion
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Pangelov Avatar
November 22, 2015 at 3:38 AM
"we are all hostages"!!!
Pangelov Avatar
November 26, 2015 at 6:10 AM
no choice!
Cokolic Avatar
November 26, 2015 at 3:42 AM
by the choice ;)
A  Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 11:55 PM
Sanja, I really enjoyed this poem thanks for sharing **SKAT**
Cokolic Avatar
November 19, 2015 at 2:52 AM
tnx skat :*
Boddie Avatar
November 13, 2015 at 1:26 PM
there is only one way to win....we have to resist sin....so much easier said than done....so at the very least, this should be day one....and one day at a time is the only way to make it....but remember that without Prayer, we will never ever break it....which is the condition that keeps us lost....and Acceptance Of Him Is All That It Costs....to once again feel complete and whole....we must champion the fact that He Gave us a Soul....great work sanja....;)
Cokolic Avatar
November 19, 2015 at 2:55 AM
I agree, It's hard to keep that balance of protection :) thank you for reading ;)
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