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MYTH (The Walls Shall Fall)

MYTH (The Walls Shall Fall)

MYTH (The Walls Will Fall)

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

Darkness is not a ‘myth’.

Light is not a ‘myth” nor ‘Evil’.

History is not a ‘myth’.

Legacy or times of greatness is not a ‘myth’.

We evolve in mind and some in Soul

as the New Age approaches

Christian scholars disseminate the Bible.

Those who wipe out God from currency

from Capitol nations, and

those that seek to educate lifestyle

or conduit changes

that seem to run in the wrong direction.

How our civilities are measured

and we struggle make ‘wrong’ a ‘right’.

I drink to Sodom and Gomorrah.

Your flashes permeate my glass of black wine.

Christ is not a ‘myth’.

His blood shed for our Sins is not a ‘myth’.

His healings are not a ‘myth’.

Standing before Pontius Pilot is not a ‘myth’.

We turn the century thinking we are more astute

but reasoning

and micro holocausts gauge us permanently.

These things we do are not a ‘myth’.

Time will separate us from our senses

as the cloud of Evil is a daily reminder that it looms

in the hearts of all Men and Women.

Belief in God

sustains these passions from exploding

for to steal, to murder and covet a Mans Wife

can become reoccurring lies in our deceit.

The anx of a ‘myth’ disengages us

from the act of acknowledging our wrong doings.

I drink to Sodom and Gomorrah.

Your flashes permeate my glass with black wine.

I stand and pray by the Cross

For all reasoning and complete ‘doubt’ in man exists.

These perfections in nature, as in God

exist to create

a fruition of our gardens known as Souls

and the aftermath in these lessons

is there is a great divinity that possesses all of us.

Time will whither away

all stones and legacy of people

and the rivers will run low or high and consume.

Intelligence and the ego is at odds

for the flavor of time shall not become a sour distaste

exhuming God into our hearts shall perpetuate.

To the corridors of Evil

only Light

and Goodwill shall transcend our inadequacies

bearing us children of these measures.

Satan exists in Mankind; it is not a ‘myth’.

Stigmata exists in the most Holy, it is not a ‘myth’.

Exorcism not a ‘myth’.

The Power to corrupt is not a ‘myth’.

I drink to Sodom and Gomorrah.

Your flashes permeate my glass with black wine.

And upon this thirst, the walls Shall fall.

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