NDE of the Denial of Death

the denial of death is unknowingly our true call
we fear the unknown in this great endless magnificent hall
For life gives a breath when we fear to fall

we cling to the infantile cry when our idealy creator isn't close by
an emotion that's pure isn't rectified until we die

a bad joke or lively irony that has me a wonderful laugh of trying to define
In these sad cold pitiful lonely Times
we know to make earthly lies & soulful honest silly rhymes
a desperate escaping vacation from these horrid & troubling signs

we ignore what aches us the best
we litter & clutter in haste for just a jest
were ticking away the divine spark for something le$$

corporate ranking labels have me smoking & drinking wine
a world in madness has me inside
Mad from what I've already died & have already seen the light

the light pulsating in enclosed darkness to comfort me
the light in a Darkend street to come for Me
the light in the dark tunnel to cover me

So why cant we tell the time
Oh because we are still shouting for mine
In need of completion are we who bleed & cry in this paradigm