Templedragon
01-03-2005, 02:26 PM
A trilogy from me, you see...my poetry from Mr. V...
Gangsta of Ganja
I'm a gangsta of ganja and I'm packin' my piece
I'm toasty and chillin' and wearin' my fleece
I'll be burnin' some nugs with my family and friends
Cause the vibe here is Irie and the love never ends
So you narcs and you snitches and you DEA types
And you dark hearted meanies and grinches and gripes
You can stop what you're doin', and end your whole scene
Cause the waters of justice will be washing you clean
Our Light, it is Living, and humming with juice
And our spirits are soaring and our Mojo is loose
All inside we are glowing with white light and spirit
If you quiet your mind and your thoughts you can hear it
So Cannabis lovers, faeries and gnomes
Come out of your closets, your shacks and your homes
It's a 4:20 planet with plenty of time
For fightin' for freedom with rhythm and rhyme
Cause a song in one's heart and a nug in one's bowl
Can dig any old hempster out of any old hole
And if Babylon thinks it can stand up to our chants
We'll just kick silly Babylon right in it's pants
And all hempsters and healers and stoners, see here
It is time to awaken, our duty is clear
We must all come together, unite and stand tall
With high pride we'll harmoniously weather it all
There's a spark from the sun and it's catchin' afire
In the hearts of all good people and taking them higher
So be packin' your piece and remember your goal
It's to free all creation and heal every soul
Thou Shall Not Kill
Holy water in my pocket, pants too tight
Hot as a sprocket cause I pray all night
Got nothing in the oven, lookin for a thrill
Lookin for some lovin with an urge to kill
Got a flip-flop flapjack makin me a half-stack
Don't need a tic-tac breathin in the good gak
Don't like the blunt cause it tastes like crap
Filter all your water don't drink from the tap
I got death row Jethro sittin in his cell
Contemplates his navel in the roach motel
I got glass house gangstahs, unmerry prankstahs
Republican president is such a wanker
Everybody's crying when the lights go dim
Mother wife and children all thinkin of him
How can we possibly look into the light
And tell our kids another death makes a death alright
This hypocrite habitat looks pathetic
Death row bros try to look athletic
Innocent people being put to death
Take the blind off of justice cause she might be deaf
Open up your eyes and take a good deep breath
Count the corners on your karma cause you might be next
Path of a Tear
In each teardrop that falls
From an eye on a face
Is a heart full of feeling
Or sadness, or grace
Be it happiness, grief
Or a tear of emotion,
Each drop carves a canyon
And comes from an ocean.
As gravity pulls every tear to the ground
They negotiate cheeks, lips, and chins to get down
The fleeing of travelling tears on one's face
Is a cleansing redemption that's purging someplace
The journey of liquid that flows from the eyes
Holds a heapful of healing of significant size
So surrender to tears as they travel on down
And smile while you're crying or alter your frown
Because the path of a tear
Is a sacred release
And its gift is the feeling
Of healing and peace.
Peace and Love, Vivian McPeak copywrong 2004 All Rights Reversed
Gangsta of Ganja
I'm a gangsta of ganja and I'm packin' my piece
I'm toasty and chillin' and wearin' my fleece
I'll be burnin' some nugs with my family and friends
Cause the vibe here is Irie and the love never ends
So you narcs and you snitches and you DEA types
And you dark hearted meanies and grinches and gripes
You can stop what you're doin', and end your whole scene
Cause the waters of justice will be washing you clean
Our Light, it is Living, and humming with juice
And our spirits are soaring and our Mojo is loose
All inside we are glowing with white light and spirit
If you quiet your mind and your thoughts you can hear it
So Cannabis lovers, faeries and gnomes
Come out of your closets, your shacks and your homes
It's a 4:20 planet with plenty of time
For fightin' for freedom with rhythm and rhyme
Cause a song in one's heart and a nug in one's bowl
Can dig any old hempster out of any old hole
And if Babylon thinks it can stand up to our chants
We'll just kick silly Babylon right in it's pants
And all hempsters and healers and stoners, see here
It is time to awaken, our duty is clear
We must all come together, unite and stand tall
With high pride we'll harmoniously weather it all
There's a spark from the sun and it's catchin' afire
In the hearts of all good people and taking them higher
So be packin' your piece and remember your goal
It's to free all creation and heal every soul
Thou Shall Not Kill
Holy water in my pocket, pants too tight
Hot as a sprocket cause I pray all night
Got nothing in the oven, lookin for a thrill
Lookin for some lovin with an urge to kill
Got a flip-flop flapjack makin me a half-stack
Don't need a tic-tac breathin in the good gak
Don't like the blunt cause it tastes like crap
Filter all your water don't drink from the tap
I got death row Jethro sittin in his cell
Contemplates his navel in the roach motel
I got glass house gangstahs, unmerry prankstahs
Republican president is such a wanker
Everybody's crying when the lights go dim
Mother wife and children all thinkin of him
How can we possibly look into the light
And tell our kids another death makes a death alright
This hypocrite habitat looks pathetic
Death row bros try to look athletic
Innocent people being put to death
Take the blind off of justice cause she might be deaf
Open up your eyes and take a good deep breath
Count the corners on your karma cause you might be next
Path of a Tear
In each teardrop that falls
From an eye on a face
Is a heart full of feeling
Or sadness, or grace
Be it happiness, grief
Or a tear of emotion,
Each drop carves a canyon
And comes from an ocean.
As gravity pulls every tear to the ground
They negotiate cheeks, lips, and chins to get down
The fleeing of travelling tears on one's face
Is a cleansing redemption that's purging someplace
The journey of liquid that flows from the eyes
Holds a heapful of healing of significant size
So surrender to tears as they travel on down
And smile while you're crying or alter your frown
Because the path of a tear
Is a sacred release
And its gift is the feeling
Of healing and peace.
Peace and Love, Vivian McPeak copywrong 2004 All Rights Reversed