What you see of me,
These Images on tv ,
Are only proponents of;
Doctrine from above.
Views held in time,
Words meant to rhyme,
These symbols to you and me;
Create reality.
What If I told you of;
morality of up above.
A morality that is mine,
Something that's divine.
To be like you swine,
So come to wine and dine.
In the theatre of the divine
Is he your friend?
Or is she mine?
Swirling round in time,
Like grapes of finest wine.
