Hungary

Hungary Erupted
4-13-18

In subsequent printings
It is stated that by the world we will be hated
Later turning the corner to make ones way to your street crossing
The bridge at Andau for Budapest
To be restored is it always going to be this way
With those that believe things can get better
O, go and reclaim us to become as little children and believe it is true
For Hungary erupted in blood and flames with impassioned eloquence
Never knowing that day would come
Seizing arsenals of our ammunition to join again the earth's orbit
And feed the cat again
Glistening with the pen
All things are made new.....






Afflictions Swallowed Up
4-13-18

With the conversing
Tell it like it is
For froth, foam and fizz
Yea, the highway she is deserted for bridges insignificant
And highways where potholes are filled in again
As to mature in ones own soil to be softened
All please alike swept away
Say hello in regarding of every freedom in Nagy Inre
As I conclude with this thirsty soul of mine
Enter Mitch
He will believe it
In fragrance after showers
And purity with powers
As it would come to pass
Cattle come to earth to graze
And goats of Zoromites apostate
May we restore all and recreate as venturing into the spiritual
It's who we are and it's what I am.....





All Set For Ritual
4-13-18

With set prayer and set praise
We have our way of worship unassertive so it seems
And more reincarnation in those crazy dreams in the hand of Antionum
For Wordsworth classics in Fitzgerald all day today in ones perennial beat
It is you as to Scriptures become us
It is what we are bordering upon the west shore
Where God says there is more living here so naturally as to transcend
All that is illusion in the vanity of one more delusion
As proclamation is set forth bringing heaviness upon ones own spirit
We are responsible of the truth to us made known
Back in Antionum
Yea, in finery of another winery
Your faith has made you whole
So I hear the summer breeze whisper....