I’m thinking up words for my rhymes
Thinking of causes as I’m marching for dimes
I’ve been painting and creating my art
I’m no master painter, but, at least it’s a start
I’m feeling much better and I’m able to do
The things I put off, but want to pursue
I’m taking a trip to a musical fair
I’m leaving the country, I hope they’re prepared
You only live once, that’s what they say
Don’t put off till tomorrow, what you can accomplish today

I’m thinking up words for my rhymes
Thinking I’m clever, but it’s all by design
Life isn’t easy, but I’m used to the grind
Gotta take advantage, while I’m still in my prime
Seeking out truth in a kingdom of lies
Here I come, England, what a surprise!
I hope they are ready for what I provide
A British sense of humor with American pride

Change happens at a snails pace
Through power and greed we’re losing the race
Erasing history so we can force-feed our face
And live in a world with no style or grace
Which leaves me with a bad taste
Such a shame, what a waste
Stuck on this floating rock in Outer space

But who am I to judge?
Who am I to make a claim?
My voice rings out, but things stay the same
I’ll be dead and gone before they even know my name
And change won’t happen if nothings changed
Where I stand, I still remain
Hoping to not go insane

A soft touch and a cool breeze
The changing of colors on the fall leaves
But nothings changed if nothing’s changed
So I decided to stay in my own lane
A candidate for the hall of shame
With more pain, comes more pain
Unrelenting, yet unafraid

‪A red sky is baptized‬
‪The break of dawn ushers in‬
‪Hidden behind loose clouds‬
‪Sends shivers down my skin‬
‪The sun is aglow‬
‪Unresisting its fate‬
‪As the spinning earth, trembles‬
‪Not too soon or too late‬
‪A timed evolution‬
‪A welcoming state‬
‪Just God and his paintbrush‬
‪Oh, how he loves to create‬

Freedom is a fallacy
We conjure in our minds
It’s the mask we wear for the unaware
That helps us live our daily lives
A mirage for the alien
Lying doormat in our skin
That’s been with us since we were born
And crucifies our sins
A departure from benevolence
The collective human race
That stands there at the finish line
Laughing in our face.

I looked up to heaven
Then down to hell
I wondered exactly
Just how far it was that you fell?
Was it the garden of Eden
Where you first came to dwell?
Was it Lucifer’s persuasion?
Were you under his spell?
Biting the apple
Did you feel some remorse?
Considering the instructions
From a magnanimous source
Was it inevitable
Or an unforeseen force?
That led to disaster
And set us off course
Was Adam unwilling
Did you persuade him as well?
I guess what I’m asking
Is if you’re the gateway to hell?

‪It’s what I see and believe‬
‪Like lily pads, and lotus leaves‬
‪The wind whispers in a steady breeze‬
‪So I follow and dare not take the lead ‬
‪The wind, it pushes at my back‬
‪It leaves breadcrumbs down, for me to track‬
‪It fills the void for what I lack‬
‪And makes sure my mind remains intact‬

I’m broken, need fixing
But my body’s resisting
I’m at the threshold of losing my mind
The pain’s unrelenting
Constantly testing
My will to continue to strive
To get up and move on
Yet I still remain calm
Because after all, I am still alive
So I struggle and manage
Despite all the damage
Because it’s still no excuse not to try