I will return to it--
but as part of a larger
design--
I'm glad to be nearing death
at least that a release back to higher truer Life--
to live in this world the way it is now
is like being fully truly REALLY dead
no afterlife no soul left--
every generation thinks its good times were the best--
that's a load--we had sex drugs and rock'n'roll--
trying beating that you imbeciles--
and for what comes next--well let's see what we weave for ourselves--
let's see what God will allow--
let's see nothing but the backsides of the brain-dead
as they wreck the earth we leave in sorrow
because it was a beautiful place and maybe one day
God will be big enough to admit the blunder
in giving free choice to people who only know
the slavery of their sad minds--
my concerns are elsewhere now
thank God the time draws nearer every second
and for you earth-bound with no understanding of anything--
go ahead and mock--as (somewhere) already given
I'll be happier to go
than you'll be to see me leave--
'sall right baby I'll catch you down the line...
Content (c) 2008-2010 Philip Milito
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