REBIRTH OF A GOD

REBIRTH OF A GOD

Hot like a furnace, ready the intellectual skirmish
do the poetic art in earnest
for the bible, my skin is brass, resembling the burnished
my writings left over, for collector's to purchase
I'm the deep, where the deep always searches
those who hunger for more, and dissatisfied with the surface
DEOZI provides, the esoteric type service
absorb my words, either in type, or in cursive
the power of Egyptian Mummy curses
a deity in flesh, not the best, but works, worthy of worship
'perfect' is illusion, my glory is imperfect
connect to my mind, bond with me, as a circuit
the world is crazy, a maniacal circus
where the best people are seen as nothing, straight worthless
DEOZI got fire, that's better than churches
bring the sermons, I resurrect the dead from the hearses
my life story, written down, in chapters and verses
people quote each degree, the new prophet emerges
some will probably say, my testimony's refurbished
some will hate my presence, cuz the thought makes them nervous

DEOZI