Drink and religion

Virgin or bloody

Mary went muddy

Damp and floody

How fate was felt

When God spelt

Messenger boy knelt

Rose as messiah

Humanity and stuff

All that guff

a drink is more real

mother chose the deal

you became the son

I will have fun

Vodka’s bottle

Lemon’s throttle

any bar, every hotel

Casino, each motel

My name will be around

And not in vain, 

with zealots insane

being sworn in pain

a mere trash can

considered ill to all

when religions eventually fall

I will still be standing

either Damp or floody

Virgin or bloody

Mary the muddy

every drunkard’s buddy

  

Highway to heaven

9the road was long,
gradient steep,
deeds difficult,
slowness prolongs,
the journey
till you reach,
heaven
number seven
in your sleep
wake up
promises to keep
blind leap
Don’t be short
kindness, love
humanity
Soul sanity
prerequisites
No spins
pure truth
good doings
some sins
will be
hopefully
faithfully
enough

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Approach

Black holes pull
Sucking souls into dark
Keep searching missing sparks
Inspirations, words, deeds decimate
gloom, death, destruction state
exaggerating errors, sins, mistakes
Keeping hope, wills on a stake
Then, just then, when all is nearly lost
It happens so quickly, so fast
A supernova glowing, letting out light within
Steps are seen leading to redemption
Life’s resumption, in a blink
Powers within let you think
Darkness sink, in self created abyss
Remembering thoughts you missed
amazing lips, hearts, souls kissed
Surrounded by bliss
Thanking stars, from worlds so far
What I be without you!

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A NOMAD ON THE LOOSE

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