I wait for the cup,

I wait for the cup, half full of wine
to finish it's metamorphosis to pure clarity
the water of the living divine.
Pardon the surprise,
if I stand up and walk away
Even the Paraplegic
got stood up,
a messiah
the kings
never showed up,
For the party of the dying roses
must of been, real choked up
Or Hung up on the cross
nailed to his duty
to give all the children
a criminal record before they
even knew the lie behind cooties,...

We are the sins of the new generation,
just following protocol,
Scriptures, treasures, and the holy grail
We fought through wars,
acrylic skies which cast over
For a book, A story,
From man....