Spoiled gods
stink up the place
disgracefully relinquished power
day after day
trained in this way
fitted to herd
colorless painting
inverted world absurd
I know a few
untamable ones
naturally wild
companionship fun
breaking away
day after day
from slave trained way
folly of falling
gamed played by evil
rules of confusion
designed to deceive you
this plane obstacle course
where souls grow responsibility
or farmed like nursed cattle
leaning tower lost babble
looking back soon
a chance at restart
for those who have fostered
inner Divine spark.
Day Gun
