Re: Grain of Sand (Make False All Predictions... Pt. V)
Graves
Shall open
Up to accept
Your elemental flame
Corpses shall
Wish to embrace
Tha living
And capture tha
Physical
To hold & batter
To make scattered
Across
Tha mind scape
To tear down
All visions
To make
False all predictions
Piece apart all
Prophesies
To shatter our
Call to wisdom
Quake this path
To shake
"HIS" knowledge
Of all things
Known & unknown
Have our precious
Notions thrown out
Banished
From thought
Torture tha spirit
Kindle an onslaught
Upon tha meek & helpless_
Grasping less
Unfortunate for them
Time is not
Willing to wait
Thus we must
Take what is
Available
Take what is
Alotted us
Take what is
Accessed to us
Take what is
Handed us
To "an" final
Stand
To he who
Possess time
To wield & command
Bend to his "will"
Flexed by his
Iron fist & minions
Following his every
Move to
Follow his every
Whim
Peer into tha
Shadows
And witness
"His" finest warriors
Of tha 144,000
Regiment & infantry
In mind we shall
Conquer tha spirit of all man's countries_
Stand one
Ground
Make many
Fronts
Hold many
For many
Have no army
Like "he"
Like "he" tha_Almighty
City which bears
"His" name
People which bears
Fear & strength
Of "one" who grants
Ever-lasting life & salvation
Remember,
He "is" tha first & last
"We" are tha present-past & future
We possess
Comprehension to suspend
Celestial sand
Undo tha dark lord's command
To imprison "we"
In Darkness
Call for Most_High
Watch as he
Parts tha sky
Need you beg
Nor ask why?
For to gain peace
There must be blood-sweat - dirt & grime
If we are to defy these sands of time within this single grain_
Copyright © Daniel Evans | Year Posted 2007
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