King of

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The approach into a deeper realm,

As one who is laden with glamorous helm.

To encroach beyond the Reaper’s black net

and relinquish all doubt, to forgive and forget.

 

We make fast our bonds, by intention and greed

as the foam of the ocean with our rights and decrees.

 

Crippled and crazed by Life’s tumbling maze

like grains of wheat burned up by the heat.

Stumbling, alone through another illusion

Numbing ourselves by apathy and confusion.

 

Disconnected, dissected

Misdirected, unfocused

 

Will not the chaos within us resign?

Will not the KING of GLORY free

your mind?

 

Continued –

written by William

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