Splash My World| Rockthesocks

date: Saturday, April 23, 2005 @ 4:52 pm

title: Way..

Way

Why not chose a box of fortune cookies
but a miserable box of assortment chocolate.
Bluffing thee that everything's alright,
when the right is wrong and the wrong is right.
Couldn't believe that I believe what I believe,
for what I believe is not what I used to believe.

Breaking out and sinking in,
back into my old wine skin.
Fresh new wine multiplied,
drowning me in all delight.
Guess who's drinking by my side,
even thee can't possibly see.
As I lose sight of the night,
knave of the tide stole my knight.

Lost and weary, I dun mind.
Scoff and mocking, kills my mind.
Intellectual is my knight,
Wisdom, however, is my pride.
Countenance undermined,
as my allowances took a bit.

Why not chose a coffin for a slide,
down the valley of belied.
Smile and smirk.
Laugh and snick.
Luck is not just a cut,
but a poison to thy duct.

Find what you can
and can what you can
then sit on your can
and be the just like your can.
Contained and restrained.
Complain and complain
but nothing can be changed.
Because you are your can.

Signore Shakespeare
teach me how to like
thy language of delight.
For the Tragedy of the Hanky is mine
if Iago is chanting by my side
manipulating Othello inside me.
Let the poison of Romeo's lips,
kill the oppressed Juliet inside me.

Allow me to preach to the despair
how I was reached by Thee and repaired.
Rose and brought back in pair,
both my soul and my Spirit
empowered to conquer another day.

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