The Mind is a Rascal, it makes me fear
It robs my Bliss, it robs my Cheer
It makes me think, it is the King
But in fact, it causes my suffering
The only problem with my Mind
Where is my Mind? I cannot find!

I have a Body, my Body I can see
But where is this Mind and Ego, that says 'me'?
It binds me with the myth, doesn't let me be free
Stops me from being who I am meant to be
The only problem with my Mind
Where is my Mind? I cannot find!

What is the Mind, it is a bundle of Thoughts
And in these Thoughts, we are all Caught!
Who are we? This Truth, we forgot
Instead, stress, worry, anxiety is brought
The only problem with my Mind
Where is my Mind? I cannot find!

You have touched your nose, you have pulled your ears
You see with your eyes, it also sheds tears
But have you ever seen your Mind?
It creates so much misery, it makes us grind!
The only problem with my Mind
Where is my Mind? I cannot find!

The Mind is a Monkey, it jumps from Thought to Thought!
From Yesterday to Tomorrow, so Today, we forgot!
The MonkEY is Ever-Yelling, Ever-Yearning because of its tail
The EY of the MonkEY continues to make us fail
The only problem with my Mind
Where is my Mind? I cannot find!

The Mind creates Negative Thoughts, locks us in NEP
From Negative to Positive, we must flip over to PEP
If we don't **** our Mind, it will bombard us with toxic Thoughts
And in misery and sorrow, we will be Caught
The only problem with my Mind
Where is my Mind? I cannot find!

Thoughts create Feelings, Feelings create Actions
It is the Mind that controls all our Reactions
If we don't control Thought, we will have a sad Destiny
From habits and addictions, we shall not be Free!
The only problem with my Mind
Where is my Mind? I cannot find!

Our Mind not only spoils our day, when we are Awake
It creates Dreams and Nightmares, that are fake!
Although Dreams are not real, the Mind makes us Fear
We wake up with anxiety and lose all our Cheer
The only problem with my Mind
Where is my Mind? I cannot find!

**** the Mind, before the Mind kills you!
Beware! This advice is absolutely True
If you don't Still the Mind and **** the Mind
It will **** your Peace, and Bliss you will not Find
The only problem with my Mind
Where is my Mind? I cannot find!

Although this world is nothing but a drama
It is the Mind that causes all the trauma
We must flip from Thought to Thoughtlessness
From a state of Mind to Consciousness
The only problem with my Mind
Where is my Mind? I cannot find!

The Mind is like the Phoenix that rises from its ashes
Although we **** our Mind, it returns and our Peace it snatches
We must replace our Mind with Intellect
Then we will Discriminate and be Free from what is incorrect
The only problem with my Mind
Where is my Mind? I cannot find!

The Mind is a Monkey, we must beware of its tail
EY that is Ever-Yelling and Yearning, and we fail
The Monkey starts to ride our Life-Horse
It rules over us, it becomes our Boss
The only problem with my Mind
Where is my Mind? I cannot find!

The Mind is not alone, with the Ego it is ME
It creates anger, hate and even jealousy
Together, the Mind and Ego, ME, creates Karma
And we return in a Rebirth in this drama
The only problem with my Mind
Where is my Mind? I cannot find!

The funny thing is that there is no Mind
We seem to be the Body and the Mind we can't find
We must go on a Quest and Achieve the Goal
And Realize that we are the Immortal Soul
The only problem with my Mind
Where is my Mind? I cannot find!

The Mind is a Rascal, it steals our Peace
It makes us sick and mental medicine, increase
This enemy doesn't leave us from Birth to Death
And then, it returns in Rebirth, as we lose our Breath
The only problem with my Mind
Where is my Mind? I cannot find!

As you close the curtains
I close my eyes too
But i still feel
What ive always felt for you.

And when the sun awakens,
So will you.
Maybe youll apologize,
Sometimes you do.

Whats been accomplished here
Im not sure.
Im constantly on a swing
Back and forth from
Can i love myself
And love you.

Im not sure what my goal is here
Maybe i was placed as a lesson
For you.

Im tired of being the lesson
I want to be the prize.
I want to feel desired.
Empowered.

Your eyes locked in mine

I am the fixer
I dont want perfect
I will always water you
Even if its not worth it.
If i dont get anything back
At least i am with purpose.

But your soil has dried out
I pour myself over
Nurturing you
Every last drop
I squeeze out to water you.

Your roots are too damaged
My flow still everlasting,
I seem to think.

But each drip you take
Is thrown away.
I take the water
That I desperately need
And give it to you.

Clinging to each moan
Each time we electrute

Infinite energy.
My *** is empty
Yet i know I have more,
So i keep going.
Your eyes and mine
Align.
But then the stars say, its time.
You cant turn from truth
When its looking your right in the face.
Begging you, to not run away.

You need to take a look deep inside.
I am the prize.
But we've lost track of time
Fun times turned to addictions
Actions turned vindictive
I know that white powder is so pretty
But its not a human being.

I miss being
The one you want to touch
Even if its lust.

Yearning for the day,
That i look in the mirror and can accept my face.
In my eyes,
All i see is damage.
Most days i see in grey.

I want to explore.
******* tired of being ignored.
So please step up,
Do you have what it takes?

If not, sit down
And let the next man take your place.
I have too much love to give
Jokes to have
Laughter to live
To sit here
And accept this fate.

Na
Im taking control of my day.
Ill be the one to put a smile on my face.

K.c

I spun
your lies
into gold

Why oh why have we become so woke
To the point of companies going near broke,
All for the sake of garnering support
From vocal fringes, then quietly rushing to abort.

Is the effort worth the prize
Pandering to an audience that must surely realize
Division is not the path to integration
Empowering voices that just believe in denigration.

Acceptance is rarely mandated or imposed,
It's a result of customs willingly transposed
To reflect a kinder more inclusive world
And in the process eliminating the absurd.

Activism can often be the kernel for steep
Change,
But in the wrong hands is alienating and deranged,
With effects that counter all that would be good
Demeaning the very essence for which they stood.

We the silent throngs just watch and wonder,
What's brought on this wave of mindless thunder,
Strife and upheaval causing nothing but confusion,
Resulting in a world of societal delusion.

Democracy is not another word for anarchy,
Where a vocal few usurp reality for fantasy,
But one of tolerance and communal understanding
To mold a world where actions are outstanding.

Where parent is not set against their child,
Or leaving differing opinions unreconciled,
Where sexuality does not become a sword,
Or Race the blade to cut across the board.

When will politicians and the media say enough,
Accepting that their narrative is huff and gruff,
Full of potholes and dead ends
Turning people into enemies not friends?

Why not allow good sense and wisdom take the stage,
Willing denigrators to turn another page,
Supporting causes that are simply just
Thereby forging a society sure to last.

i have asked but
it remains unclear
if it was planted
purposefully
by somebody
for some reason
unknown to the rest
or merely discarded
within a pile of
offcuts and waste
following a frenzy
of gardening chores
regardless of
whether it was
intended or not
it has taken root
it has bloomed
bright and proud
brilliant cherry red
against dandelion yellow
and uncut-grass green
one solitary red tulip
amongst the weeds

I dream each night
Of  prophecy

Of things that might come true.

I dream each night
Of prophecy,

Of fate,
Or what have you;

I dream each night
Of things
That can't exist or
Can't be true,

But every time I
Dream of fate
And always dream
Of you.

And when I wake,
From the light
through my
Windowpane,

I know it's happening,
The dream repeats
Itself again.

I dream each night
Of prophecy,
And all my dreams
Come true.

I dream each night
Of prophecy
And wake and cry
For you...