paint a vivid picture from the ashes of ancestry, so we can view the memories of forgotten dreams

There is romance in ever action, reaction, every stair, and every breath. shivery is not dead, there is just barely anything left.

I do not long to mask the bitter taste of life. as I drink from the cup half full

can you deal with the stares. the words unheard, the subtle none verbal nuances. Listen to the noise in what they call silence. hear what this world has to say. can you read between the lines or are you looking hard for something that isn't really there. searching so hard you make it appear. the air whispers in your ear, the river tells a story seldom heard. listen to the unspoken word

watching the lights dance around this dark room
free the mind from this reality entombed
I am not your product to consume
morbid thoughts as dark as being ripped from the womb

we are man all knowing
sailing down river a river ever flowing
in a distant window candles burning
to light the way as the day is turning
night
a man in the darkness conscious is burning
pain to obtain his yearning
and the river continues flowing
w/ the blood from the all knowing

This is America. Our spirits don't speak English. This is the land of the natives we extinguish. This is the nation we take what we want. its the material possessions and money we flaunt.Sending Drones to your country killing your kids, but in America were the drones stupid.watch whats on the TV and buy what they sell,conform to our ways or go to hell.
this is the way that they arranged it.IT DON'T take quantum physics to explain it. give it 5 years and they'll be tapping our dreams with product placement.