Friday, August 7, 2009

Chance for Change

In the beginning,
God had done the impossible.
Remaining humble,
Ego can barely fathom it.
Approaches from the right angle,
Time has a ChanCe for ChanGe.

When righteousness falls
Like mighty waters,
Trails of tears run dry.
As I cry from my right,
And left eyes, divine
Visions appear to my third I.

Inspiration is derived from Him,
The Most High.
Most, in time, are suspended.
My time, though, is measured by the line.
As I writes these sentences,
'Beyond Imagez' bends thresholds.

Transcending further than His flesh goes,
Reborn is a lost prophet:
To reform Western world’s lost profits;
Bringing about a change of pace
To the seasoning process.
Souls find self existing without a face.

Indelible impression of Blackface:
Standing 'Too Deep' in space,
He wonders between worlds;
That is, competing with Egos:
The cornerstone of disillusionment,
Innocent civilians remain anonymous.

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