Know your religion.


Exodus

Run!
Dash across the sands
Holding faith in hands
What are the master plans?

Run!
Hundreds of those you love
Are one, they fly like a dove
The orders reign from above

Run!
Though shalt not loose your grip
Or all that is history falls from a slip
The sand lies asleep on your thumb fingertip

Run!
Victory trails behind all along
You traveled lifetimes to right all the wrong
Your mind is so pure that your voice is the gong

Run!
Angels forgotten they're immune to death
For each every one of them's run out of breath
Thou shalt not stop, thou all shalt runneth

Run!





Poetry by weirdzarun
Read 435 times
Written on 2006-11-11 at 03:21

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