A multisided dice,
Controlled my roll,
Setting,
Sifting,
Made my life droll,
Whispers setting,
Tell me the truth,
Who am I?
To me?
To you?
Chaotic Rainfall,
Across a checkerboard sky;
The wind,
The rain,
The Lightning illuminating all;
The Spirals of Life:
Of Love,
Of Change,
Of the things I'd rearrange,
Are Set in stone,
Upon the pedestal,
Of the pool of a broken heart.
Let my self hold in
My own truths;
Kings that Grow,
Kings that hold,
A Rose with thorns,
Bearing fruit,
Leading toward the same points,
The same understanding,
The star of control,
The star of war;
Politics Of them all,
Leading them to arrange the fold,
Of the very sky,
Of the stars,
Of all life,
Of all choice,
Till none desire;
Chaos Can no longer hold;
And in our ritual,
The wounds,
The world,
Stops.
ISA
And this is the painting.... I wish I didn't have to put a disclaimer here, (but I hate plagiarism more than I'm lazy...)....oh well...
Controlled my roll,
Setting,
Sifting,
Made my life droll,
Whispers setting,
Tell me the truth,
Who am I?
To me?
To you?
Chaotic Rainfall,
Across a checkerboard sky;
The wind,
The rain,
The Lightning illuminating all;
The Spirals of Life:
Of Love,
Of Change,
Of the things I'd rearrange,
Are Set in stone,
Upon the pedestal,
Of the pool of a broken heart.
Let my self hold in
My own truths;
Kings that Grow,
Kings that hold,
A Rose with thorns,
Bearing fruit,
Leading toward the same points,
The same understanding,
The star of control,
The star of war;
Politics Of them all,
Leading them to arrange the fold,
Of the very sky,
Of the stars,
Of all life,
Of all choice,
Till none desire;
Chaos Can no longer hold;
And in our ritual,
The wounds,
The world,
Stops.
ISA
And this is the painting.... I wish I didn't have to put a disclaimer here, (but I hate plagiarism more than I'm lazy...)....oh well...
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