In mornings break realization waits.
Collective thought streaming purpose and projections…

Once the damage has been done
Only takes one to run
**** that gun son you musta been
Getting high cause it's begun

Irony is where I learned to see
Only one stunting my growth was me
Quit lingering on what could be
Get out of the third degree
Stock up on knowledge it's free
Until then I'm spending my time by the sea..

If having a good time is considered Not working,
I'd rather not work.
Do not classify work as some dreaded war.
Work is what we are,
Fully functioning to the core.
I'd rather see with crisp vision
Vivid color and precision.
Sustain that thought as long as I'm living.