Sabe El Amin

[sral]

"Rise and fall" (2007)

When the holy trinity raps elitists spit,
divinity laughs at geniuses,
The cynic brings wraith, with symmetry graphed, and infinity at his fingertips.
Motives vary,
Knowing the despairity of paradise lost,
time stopped,
And I found myself trapped between a moment of clarity and divine thought.
So speakeasy, silence is golden
The elite teachings of dream-reading have me sleeping while both my eyelids are open.
Author of colossal epics, and god awful skeptic,
Using lost perspectives of Aristotle's ethics
and an intolerable arsenal of john the Apostle's gospels and metacarpal methods.
Cynical pessimist, analytical perfectionist
When the moment's pivotal,
belittled by exodus,
What miniscule little is left of the hypocritical biblical testament
will be riddled with spiritual deficit,
and I will stand as the pinnacle symbol of excellence,
Mechanical man, quoting Immanuel Kant,
The knowing will walk lowly amongst the holy man as only animals can.
The grail I covet, he himself who felt compelled to plummet
To perpetual flames, by his own scales of judgement,
'Til the horse that's pale had cometh, with death at its reigns,
And the angel of hell was summoned by his ineffable name to prevail the 12 with trumpets.
And on this day is born an ageless storm,
Bring brethren against me,
And every drop of rain that pours will be an angel of the lord, in shapeless form,
waging war until heaven is emptied
And what you thought will remain no more as forever is ending

S.

Circa '07