Remember the years you trampled through ash
Seeing your life travel from the present to the past
Only to realize your day will come at last
Let me tell you of stories, about time gone by
and the evil men do for their religious right. So hang
on my dear and let your mind take you for a ride don’t
forget hold on tight
Don’t be frightened dear, for I’m your father, and
your light, I just tell you the truth not to hide behind
blinders on my eyes
So let me dab your crying eyes my dear, because
life after death is blatant lie, told to us
through the blanketed vision of Christian eyes
Come one come all to the center of stage. Get
On one knee and begin to pray. If it soothes your
Soul and your mind jump on the band wagon
not to be left behind
Just remember when the end finally comes
It’s not who you prayed to or if there is a man above
It’s if you left this world and people missing your love.
© EWJ↔ 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem