craft

I am going to craft
A draft
Fountain and new
I am going to craft
The whatever comes through
This idiotic game of chess
That which I never learned the game
But a master plan
A directors chart
I will draw up
Just the same
Words of sanity
That sinks into a few
Words of sanity and revelry
That takes hold like glue

Words for the figure heads
That which they can’t decipher
Words for the figure heads
Words that they will ponder
For the word will be there
If they just rearrange
The word will be there
On how to make a change
The word will be there that allows them to save face
The word will be there
It just has to take place
In a temple or a synagogue
A place where worship has a face
A place of holy words
No matter what the word
That game beforehand
The place of the holy
Is where words can be restored
It is not the religion that will rule the day
It is not the religion that will determine who will stay
It’s not about the religion
It’s about the magic that will play
Once we speak the holy word
In places of pray