we're hungry and we've come to collect don't mind what's yours, mind what could be yours; there's such a thing as "too sweet", and i don't think i can stomach it anymore; don't plant seeds in my lawn and call it your garden, i make my own peace with what i grow. You call it a catastrophe the way the world is always raining down on us, i tell you to learn how to handle the blows.
We aren't crazy, just out of our heads a little our bones aren't broken, just a bit brittle I know you want to hold the world down with me, we might even find a way to do it but don't close doors on the things you've seen I know you want this to be evergreen; but nobody with clean hands has ever learned anything about tending to their own soil.
We DOST have sparks within of sacred energy CALLED LOVE. Yes, IT MAKES all things possible, as we GROUND and move on stage of life. A platform where WE, are performers for our soul.A place to radiate our love qualities
Come, dance to the music with the musical magical metronome of heart we carry.
Come celebrate with vibrations of love to spread in wind. lights power that travels with intention of breath.
We are human farmers infused with love seeds, all we need do is remember. And go to a harvesting the sacred love we carry.
All we need do is look within our own sun to germinate the gift of self. The gift of LOVE we are.
inspired by conversation with Tapiwa Individualist THANKS
Shattered frames of ashes and dust Remnants of our deeds, Like the fruitful tree in August Unaware of its seeds. Claiming to be intellectuals Ravaging on the weak, Tied down by our own rituals And the words we do not speak.
Divided by our views Fake is what we feed, Battered and bruised We watch as we bleed.
If poems were seeds, How many could you plant If you lived a full life, And worked like an ant? It would be amazing to have Your own poetry forest, Observing your thought life Through poems clear and honest. As this world is changing And you are moving forward, Don't forget to keep planting Seeds to become your new orchard.
A day is coming when you will be on your last day no time to flee your entire life ready to be sealed packaged for the day it will be revealed to the whole world each choice shown you will reap whatever seeds you have sown.