you sit with me in my silence.
and that means more to me
than
roses and chocolate.

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"

It was all the same

Deserted hopes left to dry in despair
Marching on, they stomp on any remains
To quell the spell of which you've longed for
Before they rip your one outlook apart

Night smothers any remaining time left
Do you feel the cruciality of the moment?
Authoritative ones do not worry your plight
These beasts perish only after you lose
Against their sorcery within the final fight

Do you wish to die?

Beware the finish that looms to you
A reward for servants is nonexistent
Sudden death will eviscerate contentment
Then I will reign on your final day of life

Now I know you're mine!