Look there; see Noah's arc is going down!
N Its looking like we're all gonna drown
So what was the problem? The hefty cause?
Iceberg breach? Captain overboard?
No I wish, Noah just had too many sons
And so now the ship weighs bleeping tons
You see: Noah had SO many sons
That the bad ones ate the good ones
To make room for the bad sons to fit
(Was some proper soylent green typa bleep)
It's too heavy now, the ship's going down
We're the bad guys n we're gonna drown
Come on, shovel the water out, on your side!
It's over now, but there's still time to bide.
Yeah I know it might be in vain
N it looks like water's coming in all the same
But trying never hurt nobody at all
We got nothing to lose, I mean really nothin at all
And either way, Jesus is coming n judging tonight
So... Best look like you're at least trying to fight
I don’t believe that life
Should only be lived once before eternity
And have a single owner with grief
Run to the end with a burned-out body.
Death was never designed from the start
to be the ultimate fulfilment,
that when you die earth falls apart,
death only takes us beyond the interment.
But when the dust settles, it emerges again
A reconstruction of time and space.
Which I believe is the second coming
With greater forces of cosmic science.
The second wind from the secret origin
Rise as a king removed from memory
Previous mission details that are missing
When everything changes by continuity.
We arrived back on the converted soil
Reformed out of dust to restore order
The characters live again in our soul,
Rise for another quest about the future.
Multiple lives spent crossing the realms
Into the dark heart of hell and dominion fire.
On a quest to overthrow pilgrims
Clutching their letters of credit together.
A light breeze falls soft
whispering a quiet faith
raining kindness breath
along the shadow's caress
dancing with hues of sweet grace
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Even when you've done your best, you feel less,
thinking that you can never win at any level.
Forget about your many failures way back then.
Today is your day, but you must be all in.
It's time you look to the hills and pray again.
So you missed the mark and lost your spark;
It only means to reassess, rethink, retool, restart.
You can never win if you abort before you ascend.
Your desire and resolve might be wearing thin.
It only means it's time for the second wind.
051421PS
I wanna live again
be an ageless punk
Have meaningless sex
before I get too drunk
I wanna dance on the hood
of a 'Luxury car'
Right after a fight
at the neighborhood bar
All my friends in a frenzy
Black spots in the memory
Drinking a handle
thru a bottle of Pepsi
I wanna live again
I wanna rage till dawn
Waking up unsure
of what drug's I was on
I wanna make out
and take shots from the body
of every girl in the place
who think's I'm a 'Hottie'
Let me surf on the crowd
Scream a kareoke jam
something real heavy
so every body can Slam
Breathing and sweting
at a random wedding
Lip-locked with the 'Bridesmaid"
before the Sun~is~setting
I wanna live again
I wanna risk it all
Exist on the edge
and intentionaly fall
I wanna jump out of plane's
and wrestle with gators
Sleep with the enemy
as a personal favor
I'll take (1)for the team
another shot-for-the-road
What ever it takes
to stop feeling olde
No more sleep
"I can rest when I'm dead"
From now on it's just SEX
every where but the bed
From the ceiling to the wall
gunna 'Moon~Walk' till I fall
Add a twist to my fixations
and formulate a close call...
Walkin’ in sunfogged early morning
Waiting for pain to go away
The aches and stiffs that come with rising
Off to build a brand new day
Summer thrives on making lazy
But Fall slips in to have her way
Watching shadows of the pebbles
High light the gravel textured road
careful stepping through the ridges
rolling stones so softly toed
Don’t look up the sun is blinding
Stiffness loosens lower neck
In the life of waking woodland
Light scatters lifting of each leaf
A quick deep breath and almost skipping
Not halfway done and sweet relief
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