The stream floats around,
It reaches a sinful man,
Saying like, I shall smash down the lords of Mislead,
Whereas there shall be no more the lords of Hypocrite.
Hey, hey, and hey! Shouted the sinful man,
Time is due to all that which is here to come,
Passing, overcoming, whatever there is in me,
Out of the book, passing to one another, words of van,
Deliver to the promised lands, the promise which yet
To pass, to come, to see it all, and remember them all,
Whereas the time is due, and everything else shall
Flow like all streams meets one river like a fast jet.
But thee and I need to see if the Holy shall smash it all,
For the lords of Mislead and Hypocrite along with all,
Must go back to sleep forever, and let Non-Sin wake.
Well, well, a time maybe sooner or later, but it still lake.
© Ismael Mansoor
