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Nothing But The End

you keep an eye up to the heavens

but you don't ever look for God

and if we talk about religion

all you do is shake a nod.

If I told you my religion

is the presence that I feel

and that my mind is on the earthly

then that **** is on the real.

No book for definition

right is right, wrong is wrong

that's inherent knowledge

and you've known it all along.

 

you must love thy neighbor

sounds like love me as thy friend

and if we can't love each other

then there's nothing but the end.

our faces may look different

our voices HIGH and LOW

but in our veins there's blue blood

that turns red upon the flow

in our lungs there's freedom

but we just call it speech

peace is not a movement

but a goal that we must reach.

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Published
Nov 3, 2012
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written November 2, 2012

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