Billionlightyearland

Pre apocalyptic shadows mushroom, the man on the white horse with the sworded tongue that brings the fatal doom. Your soul will it become just another empty tomb, or will your name be written in the book of life, and legends of you be told in heaven where we are all dying to loom.

dreamz

All the things in this world today

who has time to work

when there is so much to play

mother i missed your call /

for it is only nature of the human learning

from the fall

father,

father of david,

father of time,

i love you as well

though you may not understand the rhyme /

this is solid,

this cell of solitary confinement

that wordz put in need some definement

close my lid

put the first shovel full of fresh dirt

on this solitary cell of wood /

Just when it hurt, though

we never thought it would

Just these feelings that

again belong to nature’s

human

though when i speak with these

drums, strings, and things

writing on beat yet who can keep  up with a song of life that is so complete /

There are 2 types of matter when it comes to the

nature’s humans

there is the wheat that feeds

and the weeds that bleed

consistently

working their way through the heat

yet only one we can eat /

There is no such thing as defeat

or time

only such things in this moment matter

such as this rhyme /

i would lie if i told you there was no plan,

this one is called

modern day man

just another modern day man

just another day man

just another man