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Wheels
by Mike Titan
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While asleep he saw Ezekiel's wheel
Couldn't believe it's real
Hold up, was it real?
Seems he's still grappling with reality
What he actually saw was a windstorm, fire and brimstone, some wings flown, on creatures
Different features on each side
Propulsion felt like the rush of the ocean seaside during Katrina
Wish I'd seen a glimpse of this before my only screener
Cross between a science fiction and thy religion
My surviving diction his account
Provide distinction
Rhymes I'm inking all about his description
Inscriptions adorned their bronze armor
This Bronx bomber told his doctor, her response, pharma
Diagnosed schizo
No man of his ilk should garner the attention of interdimensional, extraterrestrial beings
Seeing things impossible
Probable conclusion his confusion is solvable
Ezekiel's wheel, I can't believe it's real
Hold up, is it real?
Seems he's still grappling with reality
What he actually saw was a windstorm, fire and brimstone, some wings flown, on creatures
Different features on each side
Beside 'em stood a wheel within a wheel
Probably wheels of steel
The wheels was ill and they gleamed like kryptonite
For real, he kneeled when he seen that brilliant light
He feeling like he going crazy, gazing without speech
Pinched himself tryna blink himself out of sleep
He wide awake kinda baked
Aint a tainted strain
It's time and space
Like his mind escaped
He ain't insane
His brain is blown, tryna ascertain what it's been shown
No astral plane, actual flame around the wheels that's flown
Staring back at him, eyes all around the rim
Like cameras all surrounding him
The craft above astounded him
The sky parted
The flames glowed like a rainbow
Above it stood a man with the same glow
He rocked a metal suit that fire reflected off
I couldn't tell you who this guy is I'm left with all questions
Impression requires further reflection
Some Jack Kirby shit, some unearthliness
Old gods or new gods, yo
What kinda world is this?
Whose god's the true god? yo
The whole world is split
At descent he knew it meant no harm to him
Just then it extended it's arm to him
At 300 feet deep gave him some words to eat
A force raised him to his feet and then he heard it speak
While asleep he saw Ezekiel's wheel
Couldn't believe it's real
Hold up, was it real?
Seems he's still grappling with reality
What he actually saw was a windstorm, fire and brimstone, some wings flown, on creatures
Different features on each side
Propulsion felt like the rush of the ocean seaside during Katrina
Wish I'd seen a glimpse of this before my only screener
Cross between a science fiction and thy religion
My surviving diction his account
Provide distinction
Rhymes I'm inking all about his description
Inscriptions adorned their bronze armor
This Bronx bomber told his doctor, her response, pharma
Diagnosed schizo
No man of his ilk should garner the attention of interdimensional, extraterrestrial beings
Seeing things impossible
Probable conclusion his confusion is solvable
Ezekiel's wheel, I can't believe it's real
Hold up, is it real?
Seems he's still grappling with reality
What he actually saw was a windstorm, fire and brimstone, some wings flown, on creatures
Different features on each side
Beside 'em stood a wheel within a wheel
Probably wheels of steel
The wheels was ill and they gleamed like kryptonite
For real, he kneeled when he seen that brilliant light
He feeling like he going crazy, gazing without speech
Pinched himself tryna blink himself out of sleep
He wide awake kinda baked
Aint a tainted strain
It's time and space
Like his mind escaped
He ain't insane
His brain is blown, tryna ascertain what it's been shown
No astral plane, actual flame around the wheels that's flown
Staring back at him, eyes all around the rim
Like cameras all surrounding him
The craft above astounded him
The sky parted
The flames glowed like a rainbow
Above it stood a man with the same glow
He rocked a metal suit that fire reflected off
I couldn't tell you who this guy is I'm left with all questions
Impression requires further reflection
Some Jack Kirby shit, some unearthliness
Old gods or new gods, yo
What kinda world is this?
Whose god's the true god? yo
The whole world is split
At descent he knew it meant no harm to him
Just then it extended it's arm to him
At 300 feet deep gave him some words to eat
A force raised him to his feet and then he heard it speak
