the tiger eye stares lumonisly into my minds vortex thoughts ebb and flow like tides of the ocean the tempest rages outside while i drink the dew drops of life my ventricles are dialated and warmed with spirit small gusts bare the scent of ancient wisdoms wisdoms of the earth time for rebirth nothingness completes me death validates life pain validates physicallity winding down from the rat race who even knows who made first place some say its insane to feel this pain all i wanna know is what game your playin let this rant roll and rock I've got holes in all my socks bags and bags of plastic hags see the system as it sags let us share our endevours push and pull all the levers a crying sun sets on a dying day sleep is here lets hit the hay i wake from this here cot the sun rises really hot another day of denial smell the stench of rank and file fretting about singing this song excuse me while i hit this bong i stand at the edge of this rift watching the grains sift and sift ebb and flow with the tides of time ebb and flow within this rhyme rhymin so fast you cant see that man eternity cant even catch me above the system below the rock soaring in the sky below the dock reaching up high reaching down low sighing hoping the seed will sow misanthropy stabs my heart oh how that pie tastes tart see the trees grow up high see the lettuce wilt and die stick that sword back into your hilt the garden of war begins to wilt i see something amazing with my eye a loaf of peace oh my my its been here all the same but the mold called war left feeling lame! -clint franklin(with the help of the earth)
