The Prophet

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"There came a prophet who sold lies From heavens he dropped He survived "I carry the word of God" he said And the people around him descended At his feet they found gold and silver The light they looked for Came only to blind them "You young lady, bring me purest milk And you shall have your love defined And yes old man, get me the fruits that work wonder God shall gift you your nirvana! Children, dont you worry I'll guide you, through the forests and storms Put your faith in me, don't look up" Misguided, puppets they were Saints held the strings The desires, the wishes How are we doing? Is there a prophet selling us our needs? " ~ Sasmit

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