Switch off the mind;
Inhale the whiff as you find;
Don't cease to see Gods realm in awe,
Rapt in gentle awe,
Admire the universal law
Ponder the portraiture
His fancy signature
In all darkness indescribable, huge distress,
When in controversial oppress
My thoughts are all that I possess,
I don't weep loud in pain
Great God, who feel'st for my distress
My peace, and human physical distress
With none who bless us, none whom we can bless;
In great duress
Weighty silence and chaos reigns
Snooty phantom world
But O, sick people of the world,
Of all the many changing things
In dreary dancing past us whirled,
To the cracked tune as Cosmos sings,
Emanating grand cosmic extravaganza
The whole heroic stanza
life, in every small way, should be a kind of propaganda
Exposure of lie, illusion myth
Sham, empty myth
Askance,
Pittance,
Tossed in grievance
Being graceful yelp with aplomb
With self-assurance and calm
'With gusto the hapless lives
Thou brain gets addled
Jumbled empathy
With sympathy
Onerous life we lead
In the bottomless abyss of darkness
Wherefore
Weighty silence and chaos reigns
Churlish wool-gathering,
With purposeless idle thinking
Humanity thus learn
Sojourn wagered to expire in dirge
Before comes your turn
With a sense of doom
Life, like delicatessen loom
Aficionado you turn
Being enfants perdus ; lost children
The crux is you are in a point of no return
Without ado submit to the advancing inevitable, the inescapable
"Bang the bedrock" while swimming the ripple
For the wealthy
Tide of Life
For the zesty
In malady
Without entourage, kins, repository
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