)NOW.
My god doesn't have a hell or a hate,
my god doesn't have conditions or gates,
my god we share,
It's now and it awaits.
So i look into gods astral eyes
and god gives me several winks goodnight
and with a bird song and cool breeze
my god sings and rocks me to sleep.
2)THEN.
WANTING WHAT ISN'T THERE
SEEKING THAT WHICH DOESN'T EXIST
TAUGHT IN THE BRILLIANCE OF THE MOMENT
THE JOY OF THE UNCONDITIONAL KID .
3)ALL SAID AND DONE.
WORDS STROLL DOWN VALLEYS OF DEATH
FEARING NO EVIL THEY COME TO CONFESS .
4)TAMMED.
THERE ARE TIMES WHEN I HAVE GROWN WILD
A WILDERNESS BEYOND BELIEF
OTHER TIMES I'VE SIMPLIFIED
BY TRYING TO CAGE THE BEAST.
5)SUMMING IT UP.
LOVE AND BETRAYAL
COLLIDE LIKE AN ICEBERG ON A HULL
I HAVE SEEN THE BULLETS, TASTED THE SULFUR
I'VE LED THE LAMB TO THE CULL
IN ALL MY WISDOM AND PROJECTED ANALYSIS
ALL THAT COUNTS ,NEEDS NO ABACUS .
6)POTENTIAL.
IN THE FOREST OF STARS AND ITS SPIRALING JUNGLE ARMS
THE WISEST GROWN SOULS WILL FLOWER.
THEIR SENT WILL SMELL OF A TRILLION HEAVENS
AND EACH PETAL WILL TELL , IN JUST ONE TOUCH
THE SECRET OF FOREVER.
7)BLAH BLAH.
THEY KNEW WHAT THEY WANTED BUT COULDN'T AGREE
THE WELL WAS EMPTY AND THE FOOD DISEASED
THE BONE OF CONTENTION WAS MARROW FREE
AND THEY ALL STARVED ON THE WORD
THAT THEY JUST COULDN'T EAT .
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