Wems Henry Temmy Psalm 15
Rough diamond in the smooth is a theft
Romancing with the dead addressing death
With no intention to join the ones that had left
Yet time is impatiently awaiting their last breath
Some lonely graves lie on top off the hill
Pull down the mound that will never heal
Amen!
If only shiny eyes could see the moistening minds
Moving hands would write of the troubling souls
In every direction best possible to their binds
Covering every noticeable difference as loopholes
My sockets are without eyes
How will I aid, show up Lord, that madness dies
Amen!
Throughout this mess, we live in the blasphemous self-religion
Which agrees to the world's double standard's degree
A blameless morning with belief, black night filled of wizard's legion
Acknowledging the soul's capacity by choice to be free
Nearer to Thee oh Lord forever
Farther away from the worldly fever
Amen!
Through the unclear path to ancient home
Through a lost road to aging fire
Troubled by the visions of my own beautiful Rome
Tying up the gold to coal mining fleshy desire
Where light heals the night barking in the dark
Rides the diamond of another chance to the arc
Amen!
The January good night's love
The chirp of December's morning dove
By the unchanged weather in the sky
A world so beautiful to every graceful eye
Get me to see
The white golden sea
Amen!
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