Decisions resound a fatal knell
When made for truth to sell
Once the seed has taken flight
A destructive schism is born to life.
People lost & in despair
No longer knowing the truth that frees
Reduced to fear the vast unknown
Shallow graves of lime & stone.
Knowledge is the key to hope
The way to help us see the Pope
As a man that we could know
Just a business CEO.
Wisdom traditions are all spawned
From the truth of one
Wisdom is the common glue
Tradition just the ethnic flue.
People felt this wisdom call
Knew it was for one and all
Built the foundation, fanned the fire
Prepared to receive Lord Satan’s ire.
The attack became an empire's fall
The test of truth was live or die
They choose to live, and so they died
Classic test of truth in time!
Wisdom measured by jaundiced need
Became the measure of intellectual creed
People filled with ego greed
Thinking God was theirs to feed.
This state of guile gave vent to bile
Allowed the ego choose its style
Changing things they deemed not fine
Ego wants the sacred line.
When wisdom becomes a pawn for gain
The house grows high to hold the pain
The pain of justifying an end
With watered down beliefs that bend.
How can we understand this world
By covering up the face of truth
How can we dare to run this race
Without the courage to die with grace?
When chaos reigns
The bump and grind becomes a maze
A maze that tends to grow and grow
Forever confusing the way to go.
It is the tragedy of the West
That those so fine who knew the test
Chose to accommodate & invest
Re-building Rome - new Christian quest.
A mighty kingdom was laid bare
Plunder and pillage was easy fare
The gain was measured - misunderstood!
Christ re-tried and died for good.
Many today are lost and blind
Existing within their ego minds
Gave up their right to be divine
By following the dictates of fear in time.
Still they follow to this day
The ego army - swords of steel
Interior styles intellectually signed
Michelangelo - their god designed.
The Angels sang, or so they said
When saints were made in Heaven's name
They even claimed that God was theirs
Went with sword to extend the lair.
Incorporated those who knew the truth
Kept them secure within their view
A watchful eye with force to bear
The mystic truth called “mystyschism.”
Penance just a means to gain
God their stock in trade, so feigned
Fear, their tool of woe divine
Ignorance, their finest tool refined.
All things vibrate for love to free
Vibration is Love's path to thee
They killed this path to block your view
Austerity became a part of you.
This evil schism thrives today
The maze still grows and rants away
Ignorance replaced by frantic time
Means of control, still sublime.
People lost in demon's lair
Shadowed evil watching there
Grabbing shells of fear to feast
Who will stop this whoring beast?
We must equip, begin anew
Face the fear that steals our view
Look it squarely in the eye
Tell it we will run it through!
Jesus came, a mystic bold
Metaphysics to break the mortal molds
Re-formed them to the unity mold
Sent them off to save the fold.
The Conspirator used the fall of Rome
To drive a wedge where truth was sown
Unity soon became of two
God became removed from you.
Most good thinking after that
Was merely layered fat on fat
Lies to feed the lies before
Massive structures of gold and stone.
This evil schism has had its way
The tragic debt we now must pay
From prisons in time we yearn to be free
No one knowing how to be.
The time has come to hold the line
Strike a blow before we find
The point of no return has chimed
Splashed into a lesser clime.
The secret cost of being divine
Is easy to define:
Offer your life and stand alone
Place your future upon the throne.
Become as humble as a flower
All things perfect within its power
No more shadows dark and bold
Only the wisdom that we own.
Wisdom tells us who we are
Tells us why we are
Tells us we are Soul divine:
Wound up god-ness in a time.