
“HeRe coMes the TrUe mesSiah”
Entering the atmosphere
The Black Star arrives from far away…. The man inside returning
Will he Blow Our Mind?
Static buzzzzzzz
Transmizzion
Here cKa can “U”…
am cKa coming thru?
Radiant electro hue
Pouring neon vapours
Through sliding metallic
Silver doors … Exit
Ground level 2
Astro feet step deep
Into red Iron holiday dust
Carpeting the runway here
Upon his arrival…
We are the voyeurs silent
Children waiting with bated
Breath… waiting for the
NEWS… cataclysmic
Disaster Or a glimmer of
Potential HoPe ….
“HeRe coMes the TrUe mesSiah
to SpreAd the woRds of peAce
and lOvE… reCeiviNg eVidEnCes
oF tHE poSsibiLity of tRue UtoPia”
The scars of lazer beams etched
into my arms. The fears The struggles … Will I wakeUp have a home. Somewhere to return to When the rain … Stops raining Holocaust missiles from grey green mission skies…….
I believe in This entity.
My god the satellite child.
Holy words bring Nirvana
stasus creation formation
the new call of order in
Requiem delight.
The starman has come.
Prophetic visions from the dead.
He brings all the knowledge of the afterlife with him so we may be
… at peace.
MB93
2022©
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