The Mystery Tin

Spin, Spin and round the time of us goes

Some forgotten, others written

Space, the stars, the unknown shows

That it's all in a mysterious tin

We call it God, they say it's an answer

But the truth is yet unfound

The Gospel books, the Word of His

Lies! Lieu, 'Save your sins for a pound'

Who has the key to this secret safe?

Perhaps it's time, judging this?

Or maybe Jesus coming a second time?

Or the horsemen from the apocalypse?

Never knowledge knows of the code

To unlock the meanings inside

Carpe diem! Thou shalt not and what not

The principles we, as yet, abide


27 October 09