but another to be looked down upon by your fellow man.
I wrote these in bed after laying sleepless for several hours so if they don't make any sense its not your fault, its mine:
To Someone Who Doesn't Know Its Them That I'm Writing About
or
To Paint The Story Of My Dreams
Inside me there is vast, open space
where thoughts
gleefully gallop
through fields
of memories and emotions
kicking up grass
and starting fires
that flare up the sky.
'God' has such a different meaning
where a purer image resides.
A Comparison
The present
is kind of like those biblical days
they talk about in Sunday schools
and prophetic television programs
early in the morning;
There is common knowledge of God
but
his followers are few
and
more attention is directed
at the religious hypocrites
than his followers
just like in the old bible stories
that are told in Sunday schools
across America
and on prophetic television programs
on early in the morning.
I wonder
if
anyone else
has
made this comparison.
