The Godz of Earth

People were suspicious thoze dayz, it wuz hard to find a helpin hand.

Figgered it wuz time fer the preacher.

Set me up a tent revival in some backwoodz town and did a mess of miracalin and healin and demon castin. Word spread and that ole town became a stop on the holiness tour.

The preachin wuz hot and that alwayz give Zeb a powerful thirst.

When the faithful found out, they gave ole Zeb the boot. Damn drunken preacher...

It wuz wintertime and I got this cough that wouldn’t go away.

This time I stood in a place between darkness and light. So far I liked this place best, no dreamz, no questions, just me seein what wuz goin on in life without me.

It got me to wantin to go back.

Wantin got so bad, turned out to be the worst place yet.

Been to heaven.

Been to hell.

Been somewherez in between.

So far, even with the dreamz, life wuz the best place yet.