Have you heard the one about sheeren?
Sold out, Macklemore, so deciev'n !
At (one blast from kraft ')
That friendships now past
He's so rich' with dystiopian leanings !
England Britain call it what you will? has been passed to
The hands of idiotical shills!!
World take notice! (Watch this space) sovereign lands; now hold
Your place.!
Resist the evil of a (global plan) to subjucate each woman; each child
And man.'
Express no confidence.!
Begin your flight, into national autonomy a God given right!
There is only one globalist' who all can trust! he drew up humans from the very dust! Science is proving Him,)
The Eternal of days..It is right to offer Him thanks and praise! Gather in groups and pray for us all ' each land
Each peoples, consistantly call.! I ask the people of these
Now (septic isles) put aside self interest, and invoke the
Tide..Of the Holy Spirit to immerse and guide, express no
Confidence in humaniy's thrall.' From human overbearing and
Pomp. Now turn; to call.' May Britain bask ' in the the Spirits burn' take
Away this evil from Londons heart..Express no confidence
Its past time, it must start.)
Black seeps deep dark empowering
back widely and wondrously enlightening
black reaps deep dark EarthTribe empowering
back wide wounding SunShine
wondrously enlightening
Blank as deep dark Earth
empowering responses back
nocturnal
from wide wild SunShine
wondrously enlivening
eternal
Black seeps deep dark empowering
back widely and wondrously
depolarized enlightening
And what if souls collide
A breath of life and mortals ignite
Everything living includes our soul
We are woven into the same whole.
And what is the colour of our souls
The ones we own the ones sold
Some we seek and some intense
Some we bare with no pretense
And what is the essence of soul
Attached to mortals our immortal souls
For soul is a double edged sword
And is sharpest at the center of spirit and heart.
10.08.2020
I am the best salesman
ever
cause i don't care
if you buy it
or not
Have a diced nay
Never be bought or souled
The silent man picks up his plastic bags full of shopping and walks slowly home
Through a park upwards climbing on a path made of tar and stone
He sits to stop and rest on a park bench but not looking around only him alone
A bird sings in the trees to calm him but his body is stiff as old bones
The light that the sun gives might as well be blacker than blindness thrown
To be so solemn is a curse but this man cannot conquer life’s wants and needs he’s always known
An empty room awaits him and he cannot change his will for around him an ugly world has grown
This mortal man has washed himself in grief and made melancholy a part of him as if to own
He is me and I do nothing while the beautiful world is out there ready to show me a kingdom of witches and trolls.
sick souled sucka.sick souled sucka.sick souled sucka.did you hear what i said?
be dead,even,for play,walk away and stay the course,of course.
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