Gethsemane

Gethsemane

A Poem by Chiara
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This one's a soul song.

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Let Vibration reach the top
in Gethsemane.
The most equal act
in Gethsemane...
You'll be shown what jealousy brings 'bout;
go ahead and sleep, but look out!
Gotta rest on the chest
in Gethsemane.

Our Mother saves and seeks
in Gethsemane.
You wear your yellow rag
in Gethsemane.
Gethsemane, Gethsemane -
Baby, peace be upon thee
takin' me on a trip
to Gethsemane.

Gethsemane,
Gethsemane,
Gethsemane
is waitin'.

Ha, chillin' next to me
in Gethsemane..
Followin' my vehicle
to Gethsemane..
Now I've evoluted; so have you
protectin' two revelations, uh,
protectin' what happened in and round
Gethsemane.

Mh, Gethsemane,
Gethsemane,
Gethsemane...
Come with me.
Gethsemane,
Gethsemane,
Gethsemane....

© 2016 Chiara


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Added on December 12, 2016
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