The morning sun had set
now the night would beget
the sparkling stars that shine
speaking to this heart of mine

Where art thou Lord of dreams
I watch the ethereal streams of
haunted souls go by bringing 
tears to my eyes for all of their
needs

 For I am not content until I get
consent to enter the depths of
discernment to learn the measure
of your design so that you may
define my deeds

The systems of the world are meeting
manic minds whose  schemes to  lay
waste, is  causing hell in haste ,as the 
liars who live in lairs, hurry to get
away from the truth that scares

Can the common sense of some
save the ignorant and numb, that
tune out from what lies before us
hoping the trials  will go away
while living in a a world of denial

Must the past be repeated, by the
indifferent who will retreat, allowing
things to pass them by without even
a try to understand or know how to
help before this show destroys man

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