I must’ve been born at an age where I was torn from the page of facts
only warned by the rage when they stormed out the cage & snapped
reformed from a craze attacked by a past of familiarity without clarity
wars assured to storm the earth’s rebirth of the majesty is reality
a parody or similarities? The confusion of time, am I reclusive or blind
blood introduced by this wine, bread is our humanity moved by the mind
& when the two are combined we remind belief & faith to teach us grace
Making us retrieve our hate to achieve the praise we all seek to face
Love is natural, evil is all but factual sequel’s to a past relived on earth
Is it a new world or we uplift our worth? answers are the same as his concern
Do we begin or search? A cycle of rivals & testaments to the bible we ignore
The same patterns we explore with questions atheists took time to restore
Life is onboard, the ties rest assure washed up on a deep sea where proof lies
So is science the blame or the shame to a past which is present as truth pries
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