What I See
What I See
I see the beggars crying on the streets of heaven
Soft whimpers waiting for the time of death.
I see the god staring from the crystal tower,
Standing on the palace cloud of hell.
Beams of light flying down to the water
Immersed completely in blood
As those who were a one and did not give
Embraced riches in the gold purgatory thrones
Above the people sit the followers
Crying blood, crying foul
And those who were never deceived
A life in full, they all received.
And the mouth of the just mediated folly
Tongues with words with claws
Piercing hearts, tapping minds, pushing them towards their end
And the shallow minded, the humans, trapped in illusion
Run willingly like minute children
Towards their end,
Towards their end.
-Felix Kyros Ang
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