Willing 2 die 4 righteous ideals
How many cosmic laws must
Those bereft of faith steal
2 heal
Wounds caused by their inner-hatred
Love is life and life is love
Yet,when the walls of our safe haven crumble
We push and shove
2 find a exit from the riot brewing
In our minds
Where once I was blind
Now I see
But faith ain't so Amazing
If I'm constantly
Scanning my periphery
4 an enemy
In the midst of righteousness
How has it come 2 this?
The power fists of the 60's and 70's raised
Now leaving me dazed
And confused
Abused
Despite my fervent appeals
4 righteous ideals
How many Sacred Laws must be repealed
By those bereft of faith in attempts 2 conceal
The tru intentions
The demonic inner-visions
Of their desecrated minds
Love is lost if the cost is love
When benevolent thoughts
Constantly rub
Against the coarse fabric
Of havoc
I tried 2 launch my cosmic ship
The outer shell wasn't fully equipped
2 embark upon a spiritual trip
I couldn't know nor predict
My G.P.S would condradict
The flight plan
Such is the folly of a righteous man
I landed on the dark side of the moon
Communication could not resume
Until I was back on line
Life support systems appeared 2 be fine
So I sent current 2 the navigational adjusters
Quick mental countdown
I fired the thrusters
How could I have known
My outer shell had developed corrosion
Hit up You Tube and watch the explosion
Of my righteousness again and again
NASA didn't even notify
My next of kin

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