The Pirate Crucifixion



Man always leans towards idolatry
He can never see salvation but via crucifixion
either as a bronze serpent or the son of god
His hope must lie hung, for his faith grovels 
Salvation being the highest sacrifice 
lay the path of freedom bigger than one's destiny even 
Adulthood is a constant drunken state
They couldn't string two sentences without talking about money 
Prithee provide me with time stretched, simple solutions

Lamb to the slaughter
"You go nowhere" I hear them utter
This is disarray, and madness is the height of money
Blood will ask question of you, "You are not special?" 
There is no escape Or place to go, It's a Prison
You can either be a king or a pauper but never a freeman 
The barrelled crab says  "you go nowhere"
"Women full here, You say na japanese you wan marry, see this one o"
Blood will ask questions of you 
You are not special? You are not special!
"O fe salo, on wa se etutu, Ofe sa lo"
"You go nowhere We go gather die for here"
The Buddha says look up and focus your mind on the land of Amitayus 

I should have been reading Vedas and sutras since 5 
If I knew that this life is a prison break 
That, rather than fetter to their avuncular craze
Father could have been a writer, read every Hadley Chase
In the help, was he grabbed, soiled, devolved 
Achebe regretted, Vasta regretted, Fela regretted 
Africa can only be helped from a vantage point
Phenomena aims to impress, sequester,tether
There's too much power behind that shamelessness 
The curses that destroy our lives are the ones we don't hear
Wherever there's is a grinder and a church
Somewhere around lives a god subdued 
Using their map we will find them and liberate
But at a distance 
Wherever market is being sold in exigency
There is a god subdued  for money

A pirate crucifixion is a cross with the right weight 
A pirate of the sea or of the sand, must carry 
No matter how fine it seems a prism is a prison 
Carry your weight
Disgusting parents who enforce their piety 
Have it your way, kill your company hug a corpse
I have to carry the cross of salvation
At 33, I will be free, like Jesus and Ab soul
I must die and resurrect to prove heaven to them
Without the resurrection the disciples would never have known of the holy spirit Within
One has to die to convince them of that which they posse
Preaching is empty without action faith without works
Heaven is Real it's within, but my cross has a wheel
God's energy is sexual skewed wickedness
Pure spirituality love music but my cross shouldn't be too heavy
So I can run
Protect god's love in your children
Let them die with the purity of a dog's heart
A pirate crucifixion must be a cross of his choosing 


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