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.:Palms Spring Up All Night:.
I.
We’ve all been sent that Signature Sign
You got yours; I got mine
Received it...First class right on time
The one that’s asserting Satan's divine
Yet for sure this is not about a victim-less crime
So Please. Don’t tease. Just un-wind
Need to discover what’s called the Dawn’s Early Light
For most, if not all, we just wanna write
See we’re into these Last Days of The Glorious Insight
Bad Brokers broke trying to take flight
Yes, here we are again.
Catching the Flow of The Bob-A-Long grin
Formerly whispered about, then...shouted about by Babylon Men
Wherein we just place each new Baby Jay on a brick lawn for 10
Calling him “The New Jawn Son”
Another sacrifice. Hoping this one turns out better than nice
Here where the course of course is always on course
Running its course of “Hey babe, can we do this without force?”
As long as another pal-around-pedophile reaches for that bong
Forgetting side glances yet stealing looks that are wrong
All of ‘em in 3D except for the part called “we”
Now tell us...what do you see?
We’re thinking each Bob needs a Thumping Beat
While this could probably be in 2D as in too deep
Managed Madness? It’s just too hard to sleep
Wherein each weird glance is setup to weep
So, we’re looking for that viable exchange
Using our third eye just to re-arrange
Yeah, we’re all pumped-up while scoping
And yes, we got that required bit of hoping
Where the private care everywhere
It lends itself to doping
II.
So we’re out here coping
Looking within & without for a better place
Trying to minimize any & all-subjective waste; this place
Where we can...one more time, chill & rearrange
Knowing to some this might read kind of strange
But that’s why we need to keep the mind right
To keep and remain on what’s real avoiding every False Light
Avoiding “that of Satan and his blight”
Yes, this is Our Plight
So let us pray...Oh GOD
Please. Please turn the table
Please make us of those who are able
Turning us towards the GOOD things in our favor
Yes, wanting YOU as our one & only Savior
So please, we want to be a Better Neighbor
And yes, we’re now certain we can do without the vapor
With the dissed-connect we’re sure YOU could have us anchor
Forgoing that flash flooding of bad to worsening news; those sick views
In terms of what could be called The Saddest of Blues
Because we see those foxes are just like crabs...
All of ‘em off in that barrel waiting to handle us like scabs
Picking. This while covering the
Who & What of what we shouldn’t choose
No, we’d rather peacefully snooze
So LORD, for sure we just need YOU to make us able
Same as The Kid; it’s us wanting to lay low in YOUR stable
Begging YOU for it. For sure we’d be GOOD for it
All we can say is...
We’ve been up all night for it
So Please. Don’t tease
...
HadesRising's DU Competition "Damn The Gods"
Published 9th Jun 2014
| Edited 14th Jun 2014
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