[untitled]A Poem by Tyronne AugustaTheistic Arena
im confused and distraught/
i should've listened to those lessons but i fell asleep in class when they were taught/ mentally golfing out of bounds i cant stay on these courses/ as i visit ghost towns to see dead cowboys and horses/ i overslept so im running late/ i run like sonic but its pointless/ cuz time told me that he'll never wait/ run past the ticket taker "i work here" is wat i say to him/ as i sprint dodging security and enter the stadium/ im spiritually lost ask Vodu for guidance/ as i witness a battle 'tween Satan and Poseidon/ flame versus water but trident to trident/ if the bell rings early we have referee Osiris/ and if he cant choose Jesus and Buddha will decide it/ one for the history books is how i'd describe it/ the fight progresses on and the suspense lingers/ while Confucius and Shiva spectate with foam fingers/ i need some validation so my soul can lay at ease/ surrounded by these prophets, spirits, and these deities/ Muhammed, Apep, Moses, Ram what a sight to see/ who would of known religion could have such variety/ while on the front lawn Judas still dangles from a tree/ this aint a track release so no need for a chorus/ i'll just shine like the sun gazing with the Eye of Horus © 2008 Tyronne AugustaReviews
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