The concept of reward and punishment
Through ages has received embellishment...
If I were earth would you be my seed?
We could grow what we really need...
If our so called friends are to be believed
You wish to take everything I have received...
Thou hast a mother, and father
A mother, and father hast thee...
Original as the sin
That is born within...
Scribed by a master as eternity looking back
Searching creation for something it may lack...
Charity is perfect love that flows through a heart
The life giving sacred blood that must not depart...
Faith is the cross that we must bear
Belief in the sacrifice we must share...
Hope is the anchor that holds us steadfast
Resting from the turbulence of our past...
In the toxic environment where we dwell
Is chemical balance between heaven and hell...
Misplaced words and misplaced thoughts
Tie my heart in little knots...
"It is no measure of health to be well...
to a profoundly sick society."...