The death of Man

Seeking a home, where I am welcome…
O great world of opportunities, where are thou?
I am waiting on a barren island alone,
Where no one can hear out no matter how loud I call…

This is the time, for the clamor to strengthen,
O friends, where are thou, my so called, brethren?
Finding solace in a trite contrast, in untrue love which stabs my heart,
Stark raving mad… ha ha , a cruel laugh, I am he who laughs…

Fury, Bitter and Mellow both wrapped around a thin dying frame…
Twisting and Twirling around, locked in a swamp of furtive feelings..
Mother have you not seen your sepulchral son,
As he wakes up and wails… at dawn…

I wait to live my new life to the brim…
When shall it arrive, or do I just love to dream??
And till then.. Shall I submerge myself slowly into this abyss of darkness
Of Brazen feelings that built mankind, preacher of the black rites thy harbor….

The blessings of God weigh on me,
Dream of things and they may come to you…
Things I never could imagine have now come true,
The last beacon was far away, a waste of this life, one more day…

I am a subliminal surfer on this stormy sea,
Riding upon waves of morbid tunes and the growling thunder of grave decay...

There is a bright white light that comes from within, it rescues me,
At dawn HE comes and pardons me…
I kneel in prayer and further, I shall now atone my sins,
O Lord of Life, the blood of glorious good still runs in me…

I am a crying child, born again,
Alleviate me, O Great God of my perpetual pain…
I want to learn each joy u gave, And each gift you shower I vow to accept,
Endow me with bliss, Enable me to be, Let me feel…

May the preordained pattern within, this world of infinite dimensions,
Be visible to me, in all its magnificence,
To my eyes, half cleansed, half closed…
Unlock and Open to me, The doors of perception….