Strolling on the broke glass as a brace
With blood oozing from his dainty feet.
A heavenly soul sighs a sickly grin in glut.
Bestowals are ablaze with affection and trust.
They involve testing to guarantee healing.
The tearful eyes start eagerly to shimmer.
The street of life is paved with mystery.
Next, the breeze is incredibly dicey.
Written: April 1st, 2022
A prayer is like seduction to your soul
Your church is the glamour the world bestowals
Your bible is the flashy neon lights and billboards
Your truth is the multiplicity of greedy
Your salvation is fruition of materialism
Your retribution is its finitude and lost satiety
Heaven becomes invisible through the eye of a needle
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