Wednesday, July 25, 2012

The Eighth Sin



Bad religion!

I pray to God for forgiveness, 
There has been moments
I had the decision, and chose to commit it. 
In life my; Trials only help create my prison sentence.
I hope to Hell, in heaven I'm admitted

The sinner studies the bible
Verse by verse like play by play sports casters.
The importance of religion pushed on those less fortunate
the fortune of the rich, resists that type of "committed-ness"
but the same riches help create the image of God and it's diligences

I see the beauty in a broken flower
Just like I see the beauty in blown up towers
The commune of corruption
Life and its guilty indulgences

The stories behind your eyes
That fire. 
That eruption
The way you cling on to his words no matter how much it hurts
The presumptions…
…Your emotions,
Your brain, and its corruptions

It's the sea of sheets of color, that mesh
It's the global imprint, left on a persons flesh
I love this life, it fits me best
I realize words are power so my thoughts can't rest

I am willing to die for what I believe in 
I can never be complacent in life 
I'm always going to want more
That's the desire in me 
The fire in she:
Success, like the illegal tender;
Something we can't tend to submit to, or surrender.

Any emotional erosion
we presume may lead to commotion 
a conflict in series of interests
Pride seems to act as my mistress 

The raw passion of style 

Very interested
But uneducated
So I sat and meditated….
Trying to understand what separates
The man who almost killed himself trying from the dead who made it.
…………
It's obvious we are worried to much about the life we're living 
And not living life, while we're in it. 
The experiences we are trying to take from
we have to give something to get 'em 

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