Prayer Power

The Divine to be mine while I unwind in time

No one could even come close or dare

The MOST glorious and goriest

Leader of us ALL

Someone who is there to help us

Catch us when we fall

In the gentle cadence of life’s dance some take a chance

Lifting their weary heads up high while others are finding romance

The sun rises and the sun sets, say BET! 

Hypnosis, trance, or another bitch,

If told to dance, get lanced get pranced on,

Just make sure you have your pants on...

Hold our endeavors in your hands

You took our hearts

You stole and foiled our plans

What is left here that is NOT banned

Some things we cannot understand

Laughter is that what we are after

Greed a need like a rotten good deed

Some things once forgotten start to seep when they bleed

While the vampire like conspiracy starts to feed

Show us what you see through your eyes

Hopefully NOT being to another’s demise

Try on, hone in, where one is roaming,

Tone deaf, tested, arrested and quite wrecked,

Blessed best bestie getting messy,

Many sins accompanied by grins confessing,

What is East is West and then more or less,

Will take a load right off of one’s chest,

At the crest when way wards wind up,

The opponent’s flair out their bucks,

Locked up with no luck,

Shucks, Huck really fucked us,

While windows have tint

Woah...

White widow

lo comprehend Oh

This simple prayer

I fair to share

With one more turtle or a hare

Who might be faster

I would NOT put it past her

I am nobody’s freaking master

Yet I am not an ass

Sown shut so crass

Here to have a good time

Let us have a blast

When the mast breaks

Like the mastodon

The shipwreck as our fate

We figure we are gone

Yet bigger fish to fry

Will NOT hold my tongue or lie

Wondering when, where, what, why? 

Still far from the time to die

Wavy waves like Barbeque Lays

Sitting, dipping, some say Crippen’

Some give some lip

I give no lip service

What the fuck?

Who would deserve this? 

Simple pimple on a dimple of an ass that Jesus rode,

Wanting, hunting, forever stunting until it is time to explode,

Makes me breaks me by those that hate me,

I am Never, ever waiting,

Could be debating, infatuating or creating chaos,

If I backed that up I would be the boss,

I still do NOT back up into a crowd so loud

When some came to uplift while others bowed

Call me crazy

Call me a coward

Let us crank this to eleven

We have the power

One more thing that would be devoured

A simple syrup blurry shower

Just say, “Surely,” you Shirley temple sucker

Tables do turn and I did NOT stutter

Looking for the mother fucker

Who steered us off course without a rudder

We cannot change the wind yet we can change the sails

Begin to blend in or act as if we are snails

Learn to lend ears and then lend tall tales

Get on Tik Tok because after all we failed

Let this guitar solo

Preach YOLO as the guitar begins to wail

Whammy

Could be another Grammy

Stammering

Hammering on these guitar strings

One more thing

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