I am locked in the temple;
of the madman's mind.
Entrapment is my nourishment;
Vengeance is my fine.
Deadly is the symptoms;
of a man without the time.
to build the puzzles of the universe;
so the key to eternity's door he'll find.
so he can leave this tomb of Pestilence and hate;
of governmental accusations, in his mind they grate.
Again, Pestilence oblivion, he will leave behind;
If this prisoner of governments, will open his damaged mind.
In his unprisoned mind-
Beyond the door, that stands ajar;
this man can plainly see.
Roads white, black, and grey;
One will lead him to be free.
One will lead him to eternity;
the other leads to death.....
the last one is the greater path;
that will guide him to his breath.
4/13/91
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