Heaven
 

And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon Heaven's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On Heaven's pleasant pastures seen?

And did the Countenance Divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Heaven built here
Among these dark Satanic Mills?

Bring me my bow of burning gold
Bring me my arrows of desire
Bring me my spear, clouds, unfold
Bring me my chariot of fire

Heaven was not, nor will be built
Jerusalem or Washington, both filled with hate and guilt
Religion does not prosper here, only violent beliefs
But heaven, a place so far away, has fought away from grief

I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my Gun sleep in my hand
Till I have built our Heaven
In Heaven's green and welcome land.

Damn, that shit is cold, you will go somewhere, that's the type of poetry that lives on for centuries, keep it up.

Word yo that was tight..had to read again to clearly undastand it..really makes ya thiink nah mean..nice drop and keep em comin...pz

yea m'n ---ss cool how you related washington and jerusalem--mad ish--much luv-peace

this is awesome i liked this i agree with Stark major history

Thanks, sweet compliments! You should check my older shit out, holla...