I offend a lot of people.

They dont like me.

Honestly,

-The Truth

I want to lick your tender lips...
Kiss the spot where you whisper.
Touch me forever...
Cuddle all night and dream.

Be.
Love.

Come.
To.
Me.

Women. This is the religion I worship like water. Even if I drown, I will have had my thirst quenched by the goddess that lives in the river of life.

Emotions hidden behind solid stone partitions...
Stone walls encarcerating the soul and spirit...
These tears are granite boulders falling heavy on my chest...

Pain strikes deep.

Pain of a failed test.
Dreams are love-less.
Sleep isn't rest.
What a mess...
Knowing, seeing, holding this truth.
It's making me delusional...
more than confused.
My love, my heart, my soul refused.

I wanted you.
Tried to infuse with you.
I broke your code.
You broke my seven chakras in two.

Im still tryin' to figure it all out...
The less I speak, sometimes the more profound it seems.

If I placed some wise words on an opposite page...
Would you turn away or look me in the eyes, enraged?
Would you share your soul or build a wall?
Would you learn to pay more attention to the energy you engage?

Would you learn to love our differences? Learn to listen, learn to shine and glisten...instead of jus' sittin here waitin' and wishin'?

Lets stop n slam on somethin' shameful like war and anguish...
'Cause im pretty sure that tremendous termoil and suffering and starvation is the same in all languages...
But something that most of us will never know...
'Cause in this country you tend to grow a fat *** as you grow old.
Give this countries cold dark history a warm embrace, look it in the face!
All this killing, death, distruction, and disease...more war than peace!
Something most of us will never see, much less feel...Because ignoring it is so much easier.
We'd rather be pleasing ourselves than siezing the keys to this country!

Jump in.
Take a sunday drive for freedom.
Sunday football keeps you occupied...
Kicked back in the recliner, while others freeze in the name of the flag.
And your constitution.
And the human condition.
Patriotism is not pretty to the petty.
To...those getting rich, hand over fist...
On your...vacant homes, vacant jobs, and vacant votes.
While they vacate our education with more lousy legislation.

We get lazier and sleezier and sloppier.
We pass judgement on our fellow man...
While we let politicians pass bills that destroy this great land.
Hand over fist, hand over hand...one hand washes the other politicians ****.
These dinosaurs with their special interest agendas make me sick.

Stand up strait.
Look at me when I talk to you.

Dont turn a blind eye to all the bodies that once hung from loops...
Remember where we came from.
Re-write history like the bible.
Re-write war and peace.

We call soldiers "property of uncle sam".
Brainwashed to believe in 'the man' and his plans.
Slavery doesn't segregate anymore.
We're all in on this together.
This time.
We stand in unison.
All in on this together.
Revolution is freedom.

The sky is falling...
Raining heavy rhapsodies of rukus and destruction...

Frowning.
Drowning.

Scrub structured stains.
Dump waste down dialated drains.
Repeat regularly.


Such sarcastic symbolism.
Such ******' frustration.

Got nuthin' left to gain.
Out of time, again.
Such wasted wanting...
Such resentment.
Can you feel my pain?