What now with you is wrong
In vein you hide your shame
The shadows are long
Your chance near gone
To dive in and make your change
Our Dead Beat God
Has left this place
Tapered steel
still medicates
Pay for Death
is that a joke?
No I'm serious
I always speak of what my mind's eye sees
Religious nuts curse my reasonings
For Blasphemy they're Damning me
Forgetting & Unforgivingly
Faulting the rational sanity
The very god they praise
Hath Given Me
Faith separates the weak
From the beholders of the sun
Only those who've sought
Far from pages man has spun
May again become One
May 1, 2011
May 1, 2011 at 2:05 PM UTC
What now with you is wrong
In vein you hide your shame
The shadows are long
Your chance near gone
To dive in and make your change
Our Dead Beat God
Has left this place
Tapered steel
still medicates
Pay for Death
is that a joke?
No I'm serious
I always speak of what my mind's eye sees
Religious nuts curse my reasonings
For Blasphemy they're Damning me
Forgetting & Unforgivingly
Faulting the rational sanity
The very god they praise
Hath Given Me
Faith separates the weak
From the beholders of the sun
Only those who've sought
Far from pages man has spun
May again become One
John Deryck Christmas copyright 2011
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