It comes down to this...

There's poor & there's rich.

Those with power & those in need.

Greed can sow seeds,
and his want, far exceeds
our power to retreat.

But some were once captive...
Took a voyage thru a passage...
Impressed, they spread The message.
Love's not a weapon,
But a present represented
Thru actions' boastful speech.
Give or recieve,
We all beLIEve.
And to die for this we need.
Iron & Clay
Holding fast to thier ways
O' how the pendulum sways!

O'how the pendulum sways.

I stumbled Herr by "happenstance"
I saw a heart, tho at a glance
Placed under dier circumstance.
Fear the foe bestowing woe
Goodbye,the hangmans noose.
You count the cost & all is lost
That sinking won't let loose.
But without fear, there's lessons here!
And joy from wisdom without tears.
...

Now Hope it holds you near.
A frightening blow, he can bestow,
But angels will appear.
Just close your eyes, and lie inside,
The Truth, that holds no lies.
The fear of death, is without rest...
When God is left behind.

Heard from a roof top  of...
Buncha zeros and ones
My *******
heros' and nuns!

How your story is spun!
Little smigdet pinch of da' fiction
This IT SON!
OHhhhh noooo nooooe
This is the end of...
What's pinned up.

So chin up!
Eyes open!
Look deep
Close to
Where there's
Hope there's
Peace.
Even when we can't see.

deep sigh*
A tear falls from his eye
"Good bye"
Until next time.
Where there's no time.
And yet all time, time to stand up!!!
And believe!
Then with this, you will receive
All the tools to achieve
Your Holymasterpeace
Your hold is Dastardly
The boldest pastor speaks,
Forth from-with-which we dabble in
Spirits blasphemous
Capture this...

Rapture the aperture
My God is a carpenter
Building a kingdom here
Inside of this atmosphere
Clearly you too are here.
Heard
& really revered
Didn't revert to the curse
Sneered on his belly from in the dirt
Your heel,
shut him up.
So Father  fill me up!
So I can "go..."
I'm
Omw
I'm just moving slow...

And so the story goes

I Feel, therefore I am.
We cannot understand.
Only be.
Free.
From: Me
At times, I'm not a man.
Hate pours through my veins.
Somethings, we cannot change.
I've had enough, it's just too tough.
I need a better brain.
Life is short, and then you die.
Red-tape, it lines the silver sky.
Hold to hope, and soon you'll find,
The reason why I write this rhyme.

I went away,
For many months,
To discover who I really was;
Just who I am, to this great world,
And why they feel like blood.
When searching deep,
And spanning wide...
I "happened" upon a great wave!
Too big for words,
Only one verb, to save.
"RUUUUUN" shouted one,
Not far but near.
I turned around looked up and saw  
the Son.
"Come here"
Fear embraced me
Hope, my saftey, I Ran like cheetah speed.
And as the waves were at my back,
I stopped and had a laugh.
All is here,
To wipe me clear.
From the face of this existence.
But the Tsunami strikes
With no resistance.
And ears now listen.
The end is hear.
Here me.
"Hell... fear me.
I am the one that will bring you down"
Let faith resound!
No longer lost,
He is found, grounded, and free.
Like an eagle upon a tree.
He's a visionary.
He envisioned, defeat.
Roll with so cold angelic fleets,
That wash the feet, of the worn and weary.
Born of battling, me.
Bored of haggeling sheets,
Made more than most,
Who can see.
Casted the lots in the deepest sea.
He screamed  "Please save me"