Life or Death

In this nebulous puff of smoke,
does my mind start to wonder.
This feeling is so sublime,
the spiritual realm is just yonder.

The reality of God's existance is clear,
ambiguous thoughts of my creator arise.
i delve into his living word,
only to feel condemed - to no suprize.

God blessed me with this live,
I should live it with a passion.
But I have no dreams or ambition,
I wait around for my government ration.

In this nebulous puff of smoke,
does my mind start to wonder.
God will be coming soon,
with his angels, trumpets, and thunder.


Where willl i be when he returns,
sucking on my pizzo doing meth;
or living a productive life with purpose,
the choice is mine - Life or Death.