Visions, bare th' naked scope of futures life's measure
Stimulates loves rhapsody, wrapped in passions pleasure
Magazine-like images canvassing shades of prism colors
Taping th' Third Eyes Mind to pour its spirited cover
Visions, cast a shadow on th' plight of dreams to come
As well as crosses dealt to us fr'm black eastern drums
Strange, Out-of Body premonitions strike queer chord's
Aspiring thos' with Faith to crack its dead locked doors
Visions, track th' voyage to our destinies last chapter
Strange aberrations shuffle th' cards of Life hereafter
Artly spoken gypsy godz take aim at Faiths conception
Channeled from false entities, and pockets of deception
Visions are th' bloodline of Spirits living foresight
Capped in a mortal shell of human God-blessed insight
Stroking on th' threads of heart beats pulse n' rhythm
Thus, Casting virtued credence upon Visions catechism
Frank James Ryan, Jr./FjR
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