Amen

“Amen”

With paper and pencil in hand, I’m lethal injecting the brain, it’s getting harder to explain, why I continue to sin in vain, how angels and demons can maintain in plain, next to you, next to me, next to us, next to them, could be your main chick, possibly your main man, all in your membrane, you’re just a different type of plastic, but you’re going in the same bin, now what then, you’re looking for a devil with fangs, but he slick enough to pick you up in a Benz, then drive you to believe it’s all about a big bang, crushing your way to get to heaven like a coke can, I’m tapping you on the shoulder pointing, that’s lucifer on the bench, look satan ain’t playing, he’s in your drug of choice, could be this, might be that, let’s say it’s cocaine, crack got you searching for your main vein in a mini van full of pain, that you can no longer sustain, not knowing that this last high will crash you and the damn plane, till your angel spreads its wings, knocked that needle out your hands, with the spoon full of that wild thing, you live to look crazy cussing at the wind, God is real, Amen…. Selah

A: Pipoetry By: Randy P.

“Amen” is A Pipoetry by: Randy Pipman (c) Copyright Pipoetry 2013, All Rights Reserved

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