Paint the Sky and Reap its Reflection

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    Paint the Sky and Reap its Reflection

    Did you know I am an emoticon?
    My creator the Omega, has my soul to keep.
    My eye beats to the sound of my dreams
    Each wish inching further to oblivion
    My fate is in one's hands
    I am not a slave, the freedom of choice has my numbered deity
    Like time through the hourglass so are the days of our lives
    Solid Innovation trapped inside this cage
    I serve the one who is worthy in the skies
    Faith is the emblem of my running motivations
    The wind you can taste, the hope you can feel
    The air that your breathe
    The pumping in one's heart
    Like a wireless outlet powers up without failure
    Some might say belief is forgotten in time
    I will say belief is salvation
    Ignorance is not an option, if you sleep you are enslaved to a system that has filtered you dry
    Live by transcendence or die living unconsciously
    Like a temporary vehicle, our lives surf the waves of reality
    The wake marks our past regrets
    Mirror the one who died for you
    Scorn those who blasphemy the one truth that can save the life that will dry to dust
    What was once inside is now on the outs
    Life is shifting so are you ready?
    Here it comes
    All ye who sleep will soon be awaken
    This is the ultimate test that could never be transgressed
    Not now, nor eternally
    Life will be something we look forward to seeing again
    Worth something better than what we can ever conceive until then
    Those who speak against the truth will fail and only time will tell and only time can Reveal this second coming revolution
    The greatest event that has been foretold and never been seen
    This is my detonation to the world
    I do not choose your failing system
    I choose the life I have always wanted
    A world without a cage, without borders
    a world,
    a place,
    That I Call Home.

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    redbloodink commented on Paint the Sky and Reap its Reflection

    06-07-2010

    This piece has much depth...... truth is all we have and it lays in Jesus....... thanks for sharing ..... red

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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