Don Of The Morning

Don Of The Morning
The lane was night-dark, event at noon. Walking in the shadows of death, hoping for savior. I hoped Jesus was answering my prayers because I was about to commit the greatest sin of all. Sometimes I just sit down and wonder if theirs an actual heaven. But never in my life I will picture my self here, but hey I am here and all I can hear was a lion saying; “holy, holy, holy, holy…” This only gave me hope but no answer. Now I am getting angry and the snake was following me with its sharp high pitch. I turned around and the God from this kingdom saw me and said all of this can be yours if you stay here. Their plenty of girls, money, and every thing was made of gold, and everyone knew you. It sounded like a good deal but I had to say no. So the lion said; “you” I said me, the lion nodded I walk into the light and the same things were offered and I took the offer. Same deal only their was light and I was the king of the throne and ran this world, but guess what the lion was the same person who was the God of the dark world and I became him through the power mind and influence of others. So to whom do we all worship because if you do not know you might be stuck in the same situation as me. But I did make a wise choice because at least I know the truth compare to European lies created by man I worship Horus The Sun, I am the dawn of the morning the Sun who brings life to all. Jesus is Horus but Horus was first remember that.