Runon

It is a long time and I won't remember
Perfect ideas which flash there way all
The way through us in coming
we are the jerks and our gods must be laughing
it must be so here and no any of us will touch it
we've blind fingers and our minds see only
slightly better if at all
say it and think it and want it and above all
prey it but not for all your minuets bother to do
anything about it
it is above us as they say only confusion and money
kill the need to create creating that void idea embodiment
face life deity soul best thing crutch like a run on sentence
but we still?