POTD S.O.P.
POTD S.O.P.
POTD S.O.P.
POTD S.O.P.
same ones win
same winners won
no need to cite them
ad infinitum
POTD S.O.P.
POTD S.O.P.
POTD S.O.P.
POTD S.O.P.
they let different ones win
every now and then
carrot and stick for others
while each slowly smothers
POTD S.O.P.
POTD, rinse and repeat
POTD S.O.P.
POTD, rinse and repeat
your response may be
`he's never won POTD'
though what you say is true
so is what I say to you
POTD, rinse and repeat
POTD, rinse and repeat
POTD, rinse and repeat
POTD, rinse and repeat
we truly understand
they have the upper hand
time to scrap "special formula"
forging "fairness for all" phenomena
POTD, rinse and repeat
POTD S.O.P.
POTD, rinse and repeat
POTD S.O.P.
will change come or fail?
only time will tell
power to make it happen
lies with PS Admin
Until then, POTD S.O.P.
Until then, POTD S.O.P.
Until then, POTD S.O.P.
Until then, POTD S.O.P.
Look at those leper thieves in the temple,
crooked preachers taking their crouching cut
Spotted souls standing at the pulpit,
spewing false doctrines of idol prosperity
Blind guides for the carnal-minded simple,
scaly bellies full of paper worms from the flesh glut
Iscariot eyes ... silver coins culprits
Clouds without water, empty wells of charity
Partakers of the beheading and crucifixion,
trading places with a devilish grin
Sons of Herod and Pilate
wearing ceremonial cloaks of iniquity
Leopard paw jaws speaking carcass perdition,
shedding innocent blood is a kill sin
Holy laws they love to violate,
lusting to rule with wanton authority
Smell the greedy dogs who can’t get enough,
wicked moneychangers vomiting on the feast table
Balaam eyes receiving their Judas sop,
carry that holey money bag bound tight to their hip
Robed impostors living on an identity bluff,
telemarketing bazaar salvation purchased on cable
Selling good luck incense 6 dollars a pop,
as their alm lips got a closed grip on the money clip
Cold rain stop my loneliness,
don't cause me unhappy moments;
spring returns, springs brings joy...
geese fly over the big, green valley!
Ahead of me, I see the streams
flowing past the gleaming meadows;
under the tall spruces the lilies
of the valley wave in warm sun rays!
Cold rain stop my loneliness,
don't keep on pouring down;
suddenly all the bluebirds
have stopped flying and warbling
in the woods and I am searching
for some signs of bright sun!
SOP OF A SONGBIRD
At the labyrinth of life
Fear of its complex nature griped our heart
Like a stranger at a tripartite junction.
Worries came afterward , humping us high and dry with impossible mission
Life became humdrum in a fixed gyration
And like a gyro, our earth revolves
Sonorously , we are made to sing : the songs of the slaves
How can a fire burn without fuel and hands functions without bones
Then you can tell, how the life can function without divine faith
Now! Let the ear that hears hear
the songs of a humming birds
A song of hope , the tune of faith
The faith that fires fear
A true reflection of hope, treasures of our rich universe
And the saviour of mankind
From the chagrined and chary of life
SOP OF A SONGBIRD
At the labyrinth of life
Fear of its complex nature griped our heart
Like a stranger at a tripartite junction.
Worries came afterward , humping us high and dry with impossible mission
Life became humdrum in a fixed gyration
And like a gyro, our earth revolves
Sonorously , we are made to sing : the songs of the slaves
How can a fire burn without fuel and hands functions without bones
Then you can tell, how the life can function without divine faith
Now! Let the ear that hears hear
the songs of a humming birds
A song of hope , the tune of faith
The faith that fires fear
A true reflection of hope, treasures of our rich universe
And the saviour of mankind
From the chagrined and chary of life