Breaking down (at last)

Hey you! Put down you'r tools, The age of the machine is done. Your not a fool, that a government rules, Your a government of one. You are the judge, you are the court, You are the final plea. Your all creations last resort, In the face of eternity.                     The machine is breaking down, And love must find a way. To make some commen ground, For all of us to stay. All over the world man has become a machine, Whose neglected parts protest. This cannot be what existance must mean, the drivers eat better than the rest               Do you hear??????                                                                                                         A panicky note, in the presidents quote, As the consequences grow unchecked. There aint no vote, on what the prophets wrote, Just a warning what to expect. You carry within eternity, its weight is geat indeed. An eye to see with certainty, And courage to procceede. You are the passion you are the song, You are the reason why. Its you He was hoping for all along, When he sent his son to die. Unbind the hands that chain your soul. His love commands, You be made whole.     MACHINE! be broken, cast aside                        Come forth and speak your mind.                        No more a gear lost deep inside,                        A flower of mankind.               Bloom in splendor, love and light.               Before my very eye.               For all of Heaven does delight.               And your the reason why.............                                        .........                                          ....                                           ..FREE!For Molassis ( GOd Bless) Written April 6th, 2002 © on Apr 06 2002 09:34 AM PST, Patric Patterson    0 • 18 • 12