A Lunacy Story

Stories of water walking grow old
Transcripts of a police statement describe
The madness of a man mindless on the street
Judges become the victims of thought crime
Faith's perspective of deduction is all but lost

Court transcript proves absolute clarity
The self inflicted scars upon his wrists
Spawn of a brave fit of lunacy
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Stories of the once dead raised grow cold
Transcripts of the corpse burnt when he walked away
Believe the evidence of the perspective alone
Deny all else as annoyingly illogical nonsense
Atheists become victims of their own hate
Betrayed by a hope they cannot admit

Court transcript proves lack of clarity
Ancient scars bleed ever fresh his wrists
Spawn of a brave name fit for a king
Sounds like story not to miss

Stories of the once dead raised grow cold
They hope for love but nothing of it can they say
It is not logical to science yet to it we yield
Transcripts of a police statement described
Thieves become the victims of the devil's needs
Faith and love are but dreams rampant in the crowds

An ancient court document verdict
Of a mad hatted prophet's life we took
Alienated by the perspective from then to today
Spawn of the undeniable choice we all have to make
A strange lair foresaw and accepted death with no gain
Perhaps an insane Pilgrim who babbled along his way
Or was he the shame we hate and cannot admit


In any case perspective belongs to your inner I