The porous lamentable weak, ignorant, dreary fearful minds Dull, insipid, dark, negative, eroded, laden and forlorn Always the negatives, steeped in doom vicious whirlwinds Ignoble pernicious forecaster, deadbeat subhuman worthy of scorn
The edifying truth states - as you think, so shall you become What profits minds bestow in grace to plunder from graves When rich harvest awaits those who earns humanity's welcome Inspired in the community of brotherhood away from knaves
What you think about you bring about so negativity is you Any wonder thus you hate and nurse resentments about others Fearful of their qualities, jealous of talents making yourself few They say if you look at the sunshine, you don't see shadows too
So crawl back to your worship at church of the poisoned minds Go write your dirges as you mirror those pained aching souls From the paradise of the Living Light an abode in my mind I find Where the raptures of edifying nectar upholds never stale or sour