Walk the earth, understand the glory:
Don't be deceived, by another story..
When we die and go into the grave; how can our soul be redeemed?
With no one to save.
There we stay: consciousness gone;
But if we understand, and he is our song...
When his loving kindness is found on the earth...
The earth yields her fruit; and the soul finds rebirth...
Ashes to ashes: we came from dust.
Created in the image, of whom we must trust.
The righteous shall see it; give the dew of their praise...
Heavens rejoice: when man comes of age; and gives glory for what they have found...
A hope of deliverance, from the pit under ground..
Where the fires not quenched; and their worm never dies.
Yes, little children, he doesn't tell lies.
But where is the truth?
Where do we stand?
Caught in an evil time:
Fish in a net; birds in a snare:
Searching hearts with blind eyes..
The kingdom within us: the heart must be tried; there to uncover; there is the prize.
Love your enemies: I heard it said; some can't love their brother..
Then again, I heard him say: love me; more than brother, sister, father, and mother!
And, our own lives too!
Man, this does seem hard to do!
He exalts the humble, and brings down the proud-
So who will meet him in the clouds?
I don't know, for whatever that's worth.
But I can praise him, hear on earth...
For no man can praise him from the grave-
While breath is within me, while I am free, not a slave; before the darkness comes, and death draws near;
I'll finish my smoke, and drink down my beer.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Online)
- Published: July 5th, 2025 01:52
- Category: Unclassified
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