We live in a time where
poverty and killing is a reality.
We need to be square
that this is real brutality.

Though all that crosses our lips
are the celebrities and their flaws
"Did Brad Pitt really eat fish'n chips?"
Folk's, we need to put this at a pause!

We need to take a breath
and come back to sense!
Because too much ends in death
since all we do is putting it in suspense.

Its like no one can figure out how to use their ears.
**** it.. I'm outta here, cheers!

Monday. Tuesday. Wednesday. Thursday. Monday.

Life is like a drum
you should keep beating on.

Is the edge of the cliff
the time of your death?
Or the realities sudden wiff
of: "this is not your final breath".

Are the falling skies
tumbling over your head?
Or your happy moments in disguise,
from the tragic ending in red.

The conception of lives subtractions and additions
is the everlasting question to find lives prohobitions

The everlasting choice;
Should you taste an attack
or listen to the subtle voice
"Maybe I should fall back?"

Forgiveness and delight
often go hand in hand
Though it can quickly turn and bite
and then it's forever banned

The forever perplexity
of attack and release
Is the real complexity.