It was stepping into the Afterlife With extraterrestrial angels Singing the chorus of My Sweet Lord In otherworldly harmonic unison As George Harrison embraced me Open arms, his face transforming Between his and Jesus Christ's And mind you, not the one you know But the true Middle Easterner Most Christians tend to forget
It was a segue into a golden palace Where Krishna showered me With korma flavored karma For all deeds gone unnoticed In a life of ego and suffering It was a most revealing of times
It was a feeling of fearful dread When Muhammad appeared Before he gently let me know Misrepresentation by extremism Had plagued his holy message And to just live for your neighbor
It was inside a bamboo house That was set on a tropical land I went in to simply find peace And saw a golden glowing man Meditate a couple feet in the air With one eye open, he said "I could **** you with one thought Conversely, you could too However, we sit in peace And there is great power in that"