RMC

Crystal ball city inbound
I am found sprawling streets
to innate feeling beat traits
sound my destruction my defeat.

Humble I am at the feet of
God above love is abundant
as we mumble trouble odd love
confounded as if an infant.

Structure we strive for lore
to make us untroubled souls.
It’s not about who can shout,
It’s about the masters who control.

Glorified in justice men
and women have died for
the Lord and by the sword
we’ve been in sin again as before.

But beauty breaks the fake
in a lake of fire for a deniar
of truth is a liar who perspires
at his own hand he is a crier.

Of pain in limbo is the essence
that anticipates I relate fire.
Let’s make beauty a fate lesson
is a death of my pride so finer.