Babylon the symbol of violence, Zion a state of mind, a symbol of peace <br />Babylon known for cruelty, thick scars from prison yards, men being crushed by cleats <br />God created me to be a weapon, righteous stepping toward peace that people could greet <br />Master of illusions with them I can draw any depictive portrait to catch the culprit <br />That’s not even as thick as the growth gets... <br />God must have a solution, you all sinners if the soul fits… <br /> <br />I was created to make a perfect illusion so peace and love don’t get elusive <br />In the cloud I put my earlobe where the tears grow and the pain flows <br />I must do something to make the love show, even through demonic foes <br />God knows everywhere the sun touch can glow, from the sewers to the nose <br />Anything can happen, in the summer it could even snow through a hot stove <br /> <br />I make a massive illusion to stop any violent popes <br />Replace it with prophets predicting hope through a telescope<br /><br />Leland Wright<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/god-s-weapon-hope/
