When the sun goes down....
Dust settles When rain pours...
the arrival was unannounced.
Creeping death kneel before you
The illusions designed by your ego....
You retorted with a sepulchre sound
That broke an obsidian
There is no pathway in life
No shortcuts
No mystery....
In reality, there isnt a choice to be made.
Judgement....
It arose from your need to make a choice...
You are the master of your soul
Go and sanctify...
CHiLLi®
Copyright 24SEPT2009
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