Gods Will Poem by Thomas Kane

Many notion spells a letter of doom to the nations.
A person plan as Jane married in June commits to a promise to always love.
Taking a leap of faith reaching the shores of sobriety.
His environment plastic and filled with cant's and should.
Listening to entertain all while the insane clam my insanity.
So as my soul always was here it so shall remain.
As my veins pump holy blood my direction I point is dependent on the winds of time.
Deception was the practice man choose to ritualize,
It of course was a main component of my reenactment of a Mayan kingdom in the present.
I am the King of lords with son, he bears the king of lords and together order will be restored.