New and Old
Laws and traditions old acquisitions
truths laid bare assume it's fare no more cessation
ignorance blissful however can't claim
wake up surrounded and grounded by the game
Red tape and puzzle pieces spread in time read the same
rigged consecration like a fig tree that never figged
cut it down? No, paint it like a clown, a mirror to how you lived
Maybe not I, Oh yoU see it all cursed to fall
Eye owed for seed sewn fast grown fruit pre loaned
fig yours, but wanna call it knowledge? figures...
ate of it too young now the tree's dead
but how you sung knew free at least in your head
despite what was said and left in time
the same that you read now putting in rhyme
seeds I sew to plant trees to answer the age old
that question; who owns a soul? If I may be so bold
That's what I'm told anchored in water cold
A wind blows and air picks up steam life like a dream
I even got a team and know that at first glance
I look as in a trance, but I ask to get a chance
perhaps I'm a snake tread on eating my tail
biting my tongue from telling my tale.
make it for sale or free on your cell arrive with a bell
A tree that bears no fruit still reaches to the heavens
so why cut it down luck or no triple sevens
more to prove than most it's fruit the holy ghost
Roses are red violets are blue
But they lose they're beauty when next to you. So radiant a tiger lily to claim as mine! no fighting chance however against your shine. Morning glories are looked as failures to your accomplishment and allure but I'm comparing the beauty of sight and smell to the most beautiful song of light to tell.
My blog of the day took hours to say how I feel it was a long rough draft with many mistakes not the least bit ammused by frivolous make. I try this way to put down how soon all may at one time feel, but as an aside flowers are fleeting gods beauty on a small scale even if you put them all together to my melody they'd all pail.
Well we are slaves in many ways
Forget what the constitution says
Born with number for sure don't forget
The depts given to you at birth rit
So we go to school to learn the bell
It's not a curve but to your true nature’s hell
When you start getting older look around
You listen to music hear muffled sounds
Cry's for help go out to ears that are shut
Can't worry about others You’re in a rut
But we should stop for a second and listen
Not just hear but give all your attention
Same song and dance played out I know
But it is different... I heard it from a crow
It's bigger than you is a cop out to utter
if your alone we're all one together don't stutter, take the rudder, get out the gutter!
We do it together who said it had to be?
One of 2 ways which splits us in three¿
I just want you to wake up a bit
While the jokes alive get it
Not even as bad as I make things out
Even with limitations we can make a route
Corona is sun or sol and many things even
Like the album cover "from chaos" by 311
Get hip or fight a fight that's been going for years.
WW3? We been fighting each other still WW1!
Didn't start with a gun or duke or a bomb
Started cause long time ago over everyone’s Mom.
Had to eat that fruit we were doomed out the gate!
Leave it to a woman to dictate fate, but it's never to late, we can open that gate
Cause the bible holds truths believe or not
The stories passed down written and got.
Argue all day it's a tool to use or use against.
I'm all about Jesus like me he had ta bum
Hold onto his teachings but to idols thumb
If he died for our sins stop kneeling at crosses.
Jesus Emanuel you read that once it's there
So be kind to others don't use laws to care
Or signs to hurt, lawyers to torment it's all in the book. The stories are all over plain to see
Corona is bad but don't give it your rights Consider it a sun virus words have might.
Or a cheap beer not bad with a lime
Kick back and make your own time
I've been using music to get my point's across lately. It works unfortunately it works both ways too. I see all music in a different light these days, and if for some reason It doesn't make sense at the time it will later I'm sure. So much left out there to discover. Trying to do things the right way. Hard to take the middle path of confusion.
I like big woman. Whew glad to get that off my chest peace
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