15. "my own Pope spoke to me" In response to In response to 0 Sun Jun-08-08 12:48 PM by ASIEM
the grail has been found tongue meets the sun of son's light there she speaks Allah huAkbar reaches the churches reframe holy mass on Saturday when weeping at the wall finds peace what will become of it's followers? respect yes to religions gate but heaven waits no more the moment told has come why do u hold on to things long gone no favor is the flavor you spit last days ending they keep the masses looking past today searching for what the Son has Risen in the West the Pope said they "sell God for profit" \"plant a seed in my ministry so we can both grow" voice resignates "who u prayin to" Yah Jah Lah Vah created images speak from graves till the people fall to knees believing in fear all over again 50 spoke no change now 40 acres still aint no mule for the son's of slaves lost the cause while IZ ReEl keeps the grip on HOLY WOOD creaping images cross screens and pipe dreams sold thru the air cell bites the call drops just when the mind bends to recieve the Final Call LOST CALL is the message we get so now the Son has come and gone while an image engraven in his image is all thats left watch and prAY PEOPLE the assasins are robbing the cradles at fourth grade a sentence has already been passed to inhabit the cell prepared for he and she who simply failed a test...little children sent off to follow a script written from the tube you made in the space you dedicated to your space in time called my space in real time Ludicris Methods fall at the knees of Weezy beggin for a bitch to bail em out by takin all holes at the same time she screams "4 what?" a matrix ion flux in the butterfly effect times dimension in suspension call way back to the future up at dawn no rest at dusk everyday people trying to get by while the haves make plans to keep them wanting what they got a viscious world of make believe now reel sex has replaced real sex as desires no longer belong to the church but inhabited by porns best no natural affection, we can wait for the reun at midnight and get off together, never touching but still reach climactic endings there has to hope for the believers are still sending messages to forces seen and unseen the poor are no longer crying but numb by pain managment has peaked and found them mumified not knowing they r dieing from not knowing it hurts down deep... what is there to do but record this for the survivers to remember? there has to be something more.. check your heart is it still beating ? ask yourself for what am i waiting? why am i here anyway? what happens if i survive? questions awaken the mind to respond and act accordingly...
"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..." ASIEM "Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran (Be and it is) " A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder
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