Go To Heaven
Andrew James Flores; perfect and imperfect - submerging with the surface
Emerging with a purpose; eating a apple; and learning from a serpent
He's vast in knowledge and skill, Murder, Suicide; He probably kill
Honored at will, and with grace? a Angel; solemn and skilled
Conquering illness's and diseases with miracles and divinity
He could feel the holy ghost and it's trinity; and is holding your destiny
3rd Eye on Mount Sinai; clouds part from the blue sky's - blue light
For plight will diminish into dust; when the truth dies
I am knowledgeable from eating apples, but never the one from Eden
I am a disciple and philosopher; holding the hand of God; and son - Jesus
In the winter season; I prayed with Jesus Christ; to see the light
I am a Angel, and battled devils; appeasing the might; like a thief in the night
I am humble in my humility and humanity; battling calamities
For I hold death for death; to prevent a tragedy
I battle demons in the winter season; and I made their fiery souls freeze to death
I went to hell with a sword; sought Satan; then seized his breath
I am a poet; and enlightened man; holding on to the sands of time
For my tears of joy; could turn the envious green grass divine
I have Solomon's wisdom; a man; a hopeful reverend
I will always be happy, and I will know joy; when I see Heaven
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