Big bright sun sitting in the sky
Spinning, burning, churning our lives
Home cooked pie
Plate up a piece and eat
When its done, get up and run
Is the plate clean for the next one?
Crumbs and goo left on my right shoe
Nothing left for us to do
The time has come for the world to forget
To forgive the pain of the past, live truthfully with no regret
Learn and grow always walking tall
Through the freezing cold mounds of Combustible Snow

I have a Voice!
Freedom of expression – Undeniable Choice
They pull me down
Stole my ride
Crushed with ego pride
They justify then deny my cry
Behind walls of stone, they craft the unjust lie
Teeth clenched, fists squeezed
Red with anger, it’s written down for the Brotherhood of favour
In lies they trust, I’m not a bear. I talk to pierce this unlawful crust
He drew his mace and ****** sprayed
Four seconds of fear in my face
I stood like a statue, stating my case
Arresting me for frustration
F this ****
I just lost faith in his occupation!

Flesh, blood and bone nothing more nothing less
not a name, body pain or past
an organism void of idealisms
with blood rushing through of rivers vein
H2o is the flow of body rain
hearts turn to stone, programed drones
perched above in egoic thrones
break the trend and begin to mend
so all the lost men can transend
join the concousness, the state of aware
purely awakened
twisted vision upside down
occular nerves spin it around
weird to say the least
it kinda makes ya wonder
where the hell are my feets
I seem stuck to ground like some strange beast
a burdon a body an awkward cavity.