I feel the electromagnetic surge
As my spirit, soul, heart and mind do converge
Which is about to make me burst
Burst into an overwhelming verse
In which I feel the need to rhythmically disperse
So the verse that comes out in written word
Can create a blur or intellectually disturb
Because when my words occur
They can pour out like a deluge
You can not refuse
The spiritual refuge
I will point at the problems in the joint and accuse
No ability
There seems to be no sensibility
We lost all peace & tranquility
Humans have lost the ability
To have sympathetic sensitivity
For the issues at hand
Because too much flavor offends so they eat what is bland
Flavor of truth that have purposely been suppressed
Not the type to oppress
But use my words to impress
Impress in your mind
Open the eyes that are blind
Embed and engrave
The law of truth
That humans
Are in a race to be a slave.
Slave to its desires
Causing the earths historical wars & fires
Fires that brought to ashes many nations
And today it is being felt
By the economic inflation
Eventual super inflation
Super inflation that will make most destitute
Make many choose to live as a prostitute
We can not try to institute
An image to constitute
What we think is real
Just please do not take the seal
The seal, the mark of he who will swiftly enter
He will be a bold lying inventor
Inventor of lies that will bring false peace to the earth
But only those who are forewarned would be able to discern
Discern from death and birth
He will point out the flaws to challenge your self worth
Your self worth is not based on material objects
Many will seek for their next prospect
With loss of respect for those who do not take the seal
But those without the seal
Will truly know what is real
For the delusion will be given
Because most have ignored Gods pleas
But when He returns
The majority will be weeping on their knees
Wailing & gnawing while shaking their fists to the sky
And the elect will be taken up
While the remaining souls will be sent to wither & die
For the weeds get bunched together and get burned to ash
I’m well aware that my perception
Will make many either laugh or with me they will clash
But I share this information
For love of all humanity
And not for the fame or potential cash
The bible is my treasure
And that is what I stash
While there will be many getting tossed into the furnace
Getting smoked up like hash.
SkTzO