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[bodytext] => A man no one can tell me not to fight for, country boy, small town hustler, my people, our ways of living are similiar, He pulled me from a black hole, a dangerous abyss, for I was so entrenched in sin, he gave me a chance for redemption, forever sir I am in your debt, though we may have different views, W, you know I'll breakdown every molecule, in order to literally walk on water for you, Red, White, and Blue blood infuse, imbued and transfused, from erratic thoughts, thank god my brainwaves are set on cruise, I humbly sing the blues, sometimes it seems I have no clue, but I do realize the power I yield in the universe, so please don't let me be misconstrued, Am I the final messenger, that is up to you, Have I paid my dues, follow the signs, my intution will checkmate you, before you can move, rebel, they hate me, for I speak the truth, who else can pull the sword from the stone, "put me in coach", since when is winning wrong, I may be the "the man of sin", my road is certaintly that of perdition, putting words on things beyond are current comphrehesion, making predictions, I am pulled by a mission, when the time is right I will shine like a beacon, let loose all demons, one day I will adress all skeptics and critics, but that's a whole other tangent, like peeling off an onion, till I reach the root, no words are full proof, much blood has proved, that ancient lines still have use, if the bible is true, then the middle east will unite anew, either through coup or nuke, western civilization won't know what to do, but I know they can turn to this half gentile half jew, imbued with the spirit of the Holy Father, Adonai, Allah, whichever name you choose it is in that path I go along, make the waters part, or any miracle needed, till then my words are my greatest weapons, and my source for protection, as i conduce your mind into serene submission, yet submission through choice, submission to reason, the middle east will rise again as a great civlization, and there I will stand before all the people, including those in Israel, I will offer my humble leadership, I will offer myself and all my shortcomings, lay my fate to the state and offer freedom and salvation, just as it was given to me. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 231 [topic] => 14 [informant] => BSteel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )
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