Motionless White
Numbers on a map.
No more.
So much ocean.
Men adrift at sea.
Only hope keeps them alive.
That and faith in God.
Old misplaced ways left behind.
New ways reborn.
The miracle happens.
Picked up by a trawler.
Too late for one.
Fine for five.
A miracle?
You, Jesus, tell me.

best mate
and so the ******* shaft shafted me
it didn't take long just 3 days in to the new year
let it be known that i was shafted on january 3 2018
i heard the news that changed a certain thing
one situation in my life had changed forever
and in another person's life likewise
the end of a long journey that was memorable
as much as it was illustrious in its extent
who am i talking about?
my best friend who is always my mate
i wish we were having a beer together
or walking on the high ground for wrecks
now i quietly remember what was before
how fast things change blink of an eye
taking decades to get there one lifetime
a trip we all take one way or another
how will mine be for its half over?

Hate filled minds
Living life in rewind
Drunk on the future so they wine
Crying about a past that had them powerful
Praying on hate and killing others less superior
Hating themselves for being more infrior
Hiding behind religion, saying it's God they serving,
what God you know condones killing, hating, and oppression

They serve a God with no vision
Wearing capes to hide their ambiguous faces
Yelling that they hate all races
These are the same co-workers who say they love all races
But behind closed doors
Pray to burning torches

An actually constantly imperiousness
this candid pearl moved diocese
impervious to his kind

examined his intricate relation between examples in line handsomely and abrupt.  
He imperiously evaporated in case of fire today

for a rising dew where Colorado glistened
in cold water River,
so let him commandeer the ground
on this Continental Divide
with his forthright doctrinaire
and fight a lunacy in Athens again.

The waiting has blown
Exploding with fireworks
Showing new perks
Is it too early for revolution?

I talked too much about it
But haven't did anything

I flew from one hope to another
Deciding with greed
And new hope has came
Sparkling through every sight
Stumbling the lost hope over and over
Until it stuck and disappeared behind

Reality strikes all the happening event
Stunning every head until everyone realized
That they accomplished a big zero
From yesterday and long back then

So, plans happen
It happens every time but it keeps repeating
Cause all the heads doesn't give a s- about reality
We just keep pretending to be okay

Ray was a young man when he got an electric head
Now he walks the streets at night with the living dead
He was lost on an electric line
He doesn't know that luck isn't on his side
Now hes falling and there is nothing he can do
Now Ray is no longer like me and you

Woah! Ray what happened to you?
Woah! Ray this cant be true!
Please Ray listen to my words
Please Ray don't go chasin' birds

Ray was a young man when he got an electric head
Now he walks the streets at night with the living dead
Living in an old house with no smiles or frowns
Making leather belts for himself when he feels down
His victims hang from that ceiling from the belts he made
The same stare they had when they saw his face