A laborers load
A dream into being, and one that is old
This world is unfitting, its hard to make due
Impossible odds, overcome for the truth
Ingenious minds meet, an epic is staged
The mind of god brilliant, a lovely bouquet
The flowers are many, they blossom and bloom
The embers of eons rise out of the room
Its thankless this task, but love it or leave it
My baby is teething.. while nature is breathing
This cosmic unwinding rich and obscene
Janitorial jesus is sweeping it clean
The sorrow is lonesome and beautiful too
This hard headed man reunited in ruin
My god how you shine and excercise might
My god you are brazen, this poets delight
My insight in ashes, my corpse is a fume
My spirit is broadening back into you
Its rather intense, this love that Im feeling
I hope that in time, you rapture in seeing
This boy once a man, a father of Earth
Bleeding warm love into written verse
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