mr. man...A Poem by E.j.aka.HannahKinda a bitter memoir to my father. Songs depict what we have hidden deep in our hearts.Sitting on a rock one day, I pondered the one true way, I wondered about the heavens up above, And I wondered how a person so old, Can be so absent of love...
mr. man, Answer me if you can, Is it lonely up there on your throne? Are you growing older as time slips away, Are you filled with insulting words to say, Or are you, Filled with the holy spirit, mr. man, tell me is it true, Is it true that Jesus speaks to you?
mr. man, I have a random plan, I'm living my life like God intended, Not caring about the sins I've committed, But enjoying beauty in all it's falsities, Jesus Christ has been ringing my doorbell, But I've never been home, Oh mr. man, mr. man.
You're a prisoner, mr. man, You're your own jailer, That book of blood that you hold so dear, It won't embrace any of your tears, You'll be wasting your time with all your fear, Oh mr. man, won't you lend me your ear? Oh, mr. man....
Aren't you afraid that the end is near? Oh, mr. man, I used to be respectful to your decree, But now I laugh at your crucified tree, Your prophecies now mean nothing to me... Oh, mr. man. © 2010 E.j.aka.HannahFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on April 14, 2010 Last Updated on April 14, 2010 AuthorE.j.aka.HannahChipley, FLAboutName:EJ Occupation: Artist & Wandering Soul Info: Im quiet, funny, independant, loyal, & honest. Nothing else is needed to be said. more..Writing
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