ThorbArt Presents
In the time of now
we all think to be ourselve
then like all the ones before
for sure a thought
awakens new dreams of hope
nope
or not like a rope dangling
off the limb of an old oak
fate finds fear in the heart
like rot or a fungus can start
if weakness prevails.
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Is this what happens when we die?
all those sins just say goodbye
a baby speaks inside its cry
the blue disappears as we become the sky
no longer bound inside some flesh
the matrix of thought implodes at best
into some black hole singularity test
while washing away through epiphany zest
Does this happen when we expire
the soul flies out to chase desire
sits for a time in a corner up higher
the scoots off faster than electrons in wire
flashing into a light brighter than the sun
to some gate that's a separation from
here and there and where it all had begun
promising us good people eternal fun
Will we find this when we are dead
the worms start evolving from that bed
a blackness has encased all things we said
no thought is able to envelop our head
lying still inside the grave
waiting forever to never be saved
feeling nothing from terror to brave
the void reclaiming another slave
originally Msg: 3927 First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 12/8/2008 12:18:35 PM
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