Suppress my
written emotion, now
devilish fiends...
Gag my mouth
and bind my hands...
try as you might
to drown out
the bleak hopelessness
I preach unto
the world...
go ahead
shield the billions
of hapless souls
from the reality
that would guide
their minds
to a better salvation...
enchant these sheep
with high hopes
of a false haven
at the end of the
Fool's Gold Road...
but when push
comes to shove
I will be
standing on high
with the other
worthy souls...
Having broken free
of my bonds
I will bask
in the glory of
My Truth...
My Salvation...