From the life on earth we draw a current.
Electrical energy can pass right through us.
From opposing points we are bearing the weight.
Also from opposing sides we hate.
All we know comes from the current inside every living thing.
If we are damaged in some way do you know what hate that would bring?
All the seasons brought from different stances of the earth.
We should all appreciate every little nuance from birth.
How some things are treated is no laughing matter.
In fact what is matter but a fabric in time that does not seem significant enough to cater.
If we pay attention to all the earth current’s we have a better understanding.
We will have no more sorrow, grief, or misunderstanding.
We can save ourselves if you lend me your attention.
From the earth and water we have grown with no apprehension.
Although somehow we have let that slip through the cracks.
Now we must bear the weight of the world on our backs.
We all must stand together to save our home.
Without it we have no hope.
If we find another place, a distant world.
That would be great, but the same rules would soon unfurl.
So, we must understand what has made us on the inside to understand how to save the earth.
I hope I am not the only one whatever it is worth.
Electrical currents and other currents of the earth must be understood.
This is just me saying what I feel is right if you would.
Passing through time for anyone should set them at ease.
Just be on point and life is a breeze.

You don't understand
What you've done to me

I'm only half the person
That I used to be

Oh but it's okay
Because I know what's true

For you never loved me
I only loved you

I feel like I can do nothing on the face of the earth
as they fight on the other side of these walls
as my tears fall into the green pillow I hug to my chest
as their shouts echo their way into my room as a witness
as his cries fill my ears with pain and hopelessness
as I put a fist to my mouth to strangle my cries
as I try to silence their voices with my mind
as he hits him again with his knuckles or his belt
as they misunderstand and accuse for no reason
and I tumble down an empty hole that feels like no light
can pirece this cavernous, vast darkness I’ve fallen into.

And then I hear him beside me, putting pitiful tissues
on his scratched arm, tear stained lashes and tousled hair
bearing the testament of a spirit’s spite and anger.
And I wipe my tears away, and I open my mouth to tell you,
but I cannot say it aloud, for they might come for me.
But I promise anyway, “One day, I’ll make them pay.
One Day.”

When I tell people that my name is Justin Bred,
they think that I'm a hick with no brain in my head.
Everybody who I know thinks that I'm married to my sister.
When they see us together, they ask why they've never seen me kiss her.
When people hear my name, they falsely accuse me of ******.
Because of this misunderstanding, my life has become a mess.
Women slap my face and they call me sick.
Everybody believes that I'm an ****** hick.
I'm sick of having to tell everybody that I'm Justin Bred, not just ******.
If you ask me how long I've been married to my sister, I'll cut off your head.

you are a burning forest
an event on every front page
but he’s a toddler
who can’t read the scenes
between
your
happening