I wish I could
Write a poetical anecdote
To lengthily express
All the stuff that demand my thoughts
The world's pressure-
Actually calls in manner bold
Telling me
It's pleasures are manifold
It's hold'll grab you slow
Seeping in
All the media's feeding us
Slowly creeping in
Deep in your interior
Tells you sell your soul
To increase in material
Wealth that decays
After years of exposure
Get a great job
Make your face look better
Get your weight up
If you can push metal
Get the physique
Not to ambush breddas
Just to look fly
For the chicas a good measure
Aspire to be
Heroes defined by greed
Immorality mistook
As a sign of peace
See the world's structure
It's defined beliefs
Looks like you're eyeing the top
Whilst you're eyeing the beast
The dragon
Babylon has a mother tongue
Her actions
To swallow us in her government
And many fools follow her
With acknowledgements
For the 'beauty'
Of her intolerance to godliness
Lusts of the flesh
Excites those who run with her
'Blessed' to partake
In the curse of her indulgence
Never knew they'd deferred
From the kings golden
City laws through
Involvement with sin culture
Some lusted after her
With their eyes
But already with their minds
Did the deed of defiance
Defiling themselves
With thoughts of touching her
Cried for her wealth
Lost their life as they clutched to her
This is temporary
Yes it's all temporary
People get proud
Of their lives and possessions
But it won't help us
When we're lined in his presence
With Christ
Recieving all his smiles and displeasures
Or at the great white throne
Lined where the dead are
Where those who don't know the Lord's
Lives will be measured
And judged by their works
Where all will be scourged
Cus if sin is there
There they'll die in his vengeance
...
(To be continued)
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