I am not a hard guy
Just as hard as the wall I leaned against all night
Stuck in fantasy about about amnesty
But how can you forgive someone who doesn't feel?
Because compassion is real
And in order to heal
Its takes a person the audacity to stand when sitting
That relaxed sense of spinning
Something that we can only call surprise,
When we are becoming ourself, we are only one step closer to die
The maturity of time will always outlive any of these lines.
Why we must  act now and rise,
To the calling of good deeds, not by any entity.
We see the problems we have created in the world, so why not absolve the rest of the unfurling
Now or never, so let it all come together.