The New Jamboree

The New Jamboree

After having read god speaks seven times
Yet after only one true read
Was lifted out of hell
And dropped into heaven
So it behooves me to testify
As my gift of obedience
About the science of the silence
Eternally spoken
That has no description
Ceaselessly described

Hold tight to his dhaman
In GOD I trust –
I bow to the religionless religion
Written in the blood
Written In the roots
With reverb echoing within each bloom
It doesn’t matter what we lost or found
All proved is ultimately proven lies

Debutantes so suave and debonair
Wolves doggy dogging right on through
Another embryonic plight
Thugs you thought that you once knew
Cave man looking for some burning bright
Algorithms in tight genes
Rolled up in an endless blue
Bubbles bubbling
Boiling over
In imagination’s brimming sea
From the lowest of the low
To the highest of the the high
I am the dust of the dust at the feet
Of the ones who love him
In the perpetual gift of life
In the new jamboree

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