The Gavel

I am a nothing but Moth

And you? You act like you wear the Cloth,

While here I am drifting further into the fiery depths

Of flames, burning along with every Sinner before & to come next

Put down your judgments, I know THE name…

But in my three eyes, we’re all the same

Transcend in Spirit? Mired in pain?

Nothing but stardust, a flesh & bone connection

Every last one of us, seeking Higher direction

Put down your judgments, I know THE name…

Fuck this (insert)

Fuck that (insert)

People, causes, beliefs, systems

All falling to grace, nothing but a bunch of lames

Put down your judgments, I know THE name…

I am a Moth

Mired in Pain

Looking for Direction

Are we the same?

Put down your judgments, I know THE name…

Note: THE = HIS = HER = SPIRIT = Your choice

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