Choosing how to die

CHOOSING HOW TO DIE!
Inspired by micheal ace's quote

You are the soul in you
The face and the body that melt into you.

You are the tomorrow
That disecrets your today
A remembrance of your then of good or bad.

You are the road to that heavenly home
And to that disgusting red city
Either on the horizon of horoscope
Of how you eat yourself into today indiscretion
Or either on the horizon of horoscope
Of how you break yourself into today discretion.

We choose how to die
In a disilusioned faith of our wealths
We built on our hovel
That services us in disguise worship
When a man disconnected himself
Off his hindering tum
That serves only hunger
Unto your palm to high-risen him
Unto your wealthy religion.

But heresy him of unfaithfulness not believe
Know it, you choose how to die
By your disguised wealthy faiths into red city!

We choose how to die
In our helping heartwarming heart
When we embrace the smutly body
Of a lost hope and homeless
Into our focal point
That seek hope and home
And that fed endless taste
Into their drained future
On the chest of our breast.

Know it, you choose how to kicked the bucket
By your helping heartwarming heart
To that heavenly home.

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-The Magical Poet