Sunday, June 10, 2012
I create the battles
I create the Pain,
I create the quarrels,
That drives you insane.
When you turn your eyes on other peopleís needs
I make a feast to honor all your deeds.
When all of your time is to think of gold
You make my way easier deep in to your soul.
In every selfish act you plant a seed
in the garden of my heart that only sows greed.
Welcome to my world
Welcome to my home
Donít mind the heat
That always holds my throne.
In every selfish act I am to remain
I am the God of all that is mundane.
The journey you have taken is a point of no return
Make yourself at home and be prepared to burn.
There is only one way to pause all this destruction
love, prayer and faith will commence the reconstruction.