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At least You Got Your Health
Contributed by
lostrelic
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Wednesday, 21st August 2013 @ 10:39:33 AM in AEST
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Morning glory, the sun so holy, chants of glad tidings in feathered speak.
Choirs of the masses, black crows in attendance at wailing walls sharpening their beaks
Prophets sitting, sifting in sandboxes seeking intellect in the smallest of grains.
Looking for their heavens in chemtrails while warriors dance for the rain.
False saviors sit in the back smoking cigarettes and sip on fermented grapes.
Fighting for their rightful place in front of the pearly gates.
Jesus selling salvation at the five and dime, with Mary along for the ride.
Waiting for the next big show, till then they must abide.
Children dressed in roman frocks, bundling thorns for the Sunday market.
While mothers paint images of modest deities making themselves the target.
Roads to hell and all gods children, a song of untold wealth.
Buddha at the corner screaming, at least you got your health.
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Re: At least You Got Your Health
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Tuesday, 19th November 2013 @ 06:05:37 AM AEST (User
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Great write. that last line had me laffing out loud.
Great work, friend.
Blessings,
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