GOD IS NIGH

The train that I missed

Was carrying my ship

-That came in

My Facebook post

Didn't get seen

-By one friend

My outlook on hope

Is a lighthouse

-With no lense

My promising future

Has means

-But no ends

I dive into life

But come up

-With the bends

Text message my love

But it just freeze

-When I press send

I try to be delicate

With the words that I write

But these words that I think

Keep me up half the night

Need my oil changed

Before I burn up this ride

Need to fix all this wrong

So I can make this all right

You can dance if you want to

But you should leave your friends behind

Cause your friends are on crack

And if they smoke that

They're no friends of mine

Got spare time for love

But got no time for thugs

If you want to push forward

Then you've got to look up

Outward and onward

The only way through this causeway

Got hope to our left

But to our right it just devastate

The left is our future

And it's strong cause it last

The right is our demise

Because it's strung to our past

I could make veiled references

To the things that control you

Or I could lay back, relax

And just watch them

Roll over you

But my muse is my muse

Write my words to amuse you

But in the end I can't bend

Or your past

Will consume you

Could watch what you take

Slowly sap and overtake you

Could watch what you hate

Surely come back to bite you

The venom in your voice

Comes clear when you're near me

But your past drips poison

So I need you to hear me

I hesitate to levitate

Cause I won't float alone

Can't move on without you

Cause my heart is my home

We can rise up above

But must agree where to go

But please let me show you

Cause I already know

The future we hold

Is filled with medicine people

The church that we cherish

Got trees for a steeple

Governed by the meek

Watch the weak rise to greet you

Bonfires of hope

Cook streams to complete you

Perilous programs of

Government lenders

Have consumed all mankind

Stirred them up in their blenders

But the few shall climb out

Run free from their blunders

Fightback the belief

"They" can put us asunder

They've got a lot to say

But there's no rhyme to their fiction

They just suffer the victims

Of addictive religion

They pray like there's reason

Bind Christ to their treason

Make war with their brothers

And declare them all heathens

Their derelict ways lend praise

To the blaze

And plumes of smoke

That herald in "The end times"

They make slaves

And weave ways

To raise doom and false hope

While spreading malaise

For their bottom lines

Discomfort's the rule

And in fact it's quite key

If we all want for not

We would never believe

The lies they affix

To every last statement

The headlines we receive

Would just be entertainment

News anchors wouldn't lie

They'd be too embarrassed

To ever utter their words

Like "domestic terrorists"

Like "collateral damage"

And "independent coverage"

There is no "fair and balanced"

When you make the news

That you're covering

Always devouring

The cowards keep cowering

Behind your bank and your mortgage

While their power keeps flowering

Spin their lies like dissidence

While the flower kids get spun

"They're claiming every percent

But the very last one!"

All in all their ways are just blasphemy

Because the ALL that is GOD

Is right here inside of me

It's in everyone of us

Even those on the wrong side

Yin and Yang

Good and Evil

Always bends toward the light

So take it all back

You just start from inside

Then the enemy's blind

And has nowhere to hide

We get consumed by the fire

That comes from our third Eye

The third 'I' is Great Spirit

And the true God is Nigh