Heaven and hell sit beside each other.

Equally be set, Equally convincing

Both knowing the beginning, Both knowing the ending

Two separate indoctrinated definitions of sinning.

Either premise consistently congruent to the predicaments we’re not winning.

Surmountable anguish looms everyday in a certain predictable way.

Impervious to the child’s, heartfelt cry’s of pain and loneliness, and didn’t she pray

There in lies Virtue and Sin the source of my tribulations and mental decay

Unscriptural ecstasy and joy, like G.O.D. inside that rising sun

A sunset…….wondered into…..leaves you writing lyrics, poetry, and psalms

Off beat odd, notes to G.O.D., not permissible by he who proclaims himself, The One

No absolute basis, morality subjective and reduced to preferences; no compassion or purpose, life, governed purely by religion, has no meaning, and is perfectly absurd

I tithe to the homeless man, never shall I commit to a blood, flesh, and bone mans word

Satan, ethereal nightmare, to see hungry children, that indeed Sire, is My Lake of Fire

Heaven; closer to me than my next heart beat, inches from earthly brimstone quagmire

Auburn leaves, gothic full moons, standing by the sea with tides that crash and rise

Science, philosophy, religion or politics can’t explain all confusion humans can’t surmise

As silent as death, irrational, longing human hearts manufacture answers and the afterlife remains a surprise

The Laws of Love and bewilderment sit in a seat in my heart, unmoved and not convinced.

Edited by Anomis - June 20 2008 at 9:10pm

Heaven and hell sit beside each other.

Equally be set, Equally convincing

Both knowing the beginning, Both knowing the ending

Two separate indoctrinated definitions of sinning.

Either premise consistently congruent to the predicaments we’re not winning.

Surmountable anguish looms everyday in a certain predictable way.

Impervious to the child’s, heartfelt cry’s of pain and loneliness, and didn’t she pray

There in lies Virtue and Sin the source of my tribulations and mental decay

Unscriptural ecstasy and joy, like G.O.D. inside that rising sun

A sunset…….wondered into…..leaves you writing lyrics, poetry, and psalms

Off beat odd, notes to G.O.D., not permissible by he who proclaims himself, The One

No absolute basis, morality subjective and reduced to preferences; no compassion or purpose, life, governed purely by religion, has no meaning, and is perfectly absurd

I tithe to the homeless man, never shall I commit to a blood, flesh, and bone mans word

Satan, ethereal nightmare, to see hungry children, that indeed Sire, is My Lake of Fire

Heaven; closer to me than my next heart beat, inches from earthly brimstone quagmire

Auburn leaves, gothic full moons, standing by the sea with tides that crash and rise

Science, philosophy, religion or politics can’t explain all confusion humans can’t surmise

As silent as death, irrational, longing human hearts manufacture answers and the afterlife remains a surprise

The Laws of Love and bewilderment sit in a seat in my heart, unmoved and not convinced.

Edited by Anomis - June 20 2008 at 9:10pm