Sincere bluff
I'd change my ways but I'm not determined enough
I see your red lips I slow down
I stop in a trance
Yet I don't advance

Life is tough
A few dollars in my pocket, not enough
No fancy toys, my road is pain
I call your name, but you prefer your path
I leave you alone, I know your game

A nightmare
I must stop dreaming with a blank stare
I'll drive straight
The ditch is where I'll end up if
I don't stay awake

Look upon the world and wail, you earthly beings!
The souls of departed ancestors likewise may weep
At the lack thereon of a saintly mind
And beasts calling themselves men, horrid unkind!

My people go stiff at the slightest whiff
Of debate, set in their ways, truth they hate
It's nothing new
The mighty feed off tragedy, yet despise what's true

They keep building machines,
For malicious ends, for profit indeed
To **** blood from the veins of the earth
And end life before birth

They use aborted fetuses, our money spent
To combat diseases which they invent,
Investigations face stiff opposition till they drop it,
The righteous who see these things are told to stop it

Not one is left, who's upright and pure
All fell to sin, of destiny unsure
The proud prey on anyone who won't heed
Heed I will not, to the evil breed

I will confess, and stand up tall
Despite the mess, this free for all
And proclaim the rightful origin of earth and sky,
Created by God, who looks from on high.

Never feel safe, though I'll fight till the end
How can I revive my strength to keep going
How to tell enemy from friend?

I stand ever accused
Each day a battle
I'm thoroughly used

Yet my obligation I keep, hence
Each lightning bolt vision that strikes me
I mount my defence

I forget not
For each memory I give an account
Redemption is sought

This is my hell
Come, my King
Make things well

Perchance destiny or wavering fate
Tore me from my child-like state
To work the land, the seeds to sow
Only to return home in dreadful woe

The high moon and sun, sky and earth
Cannot utter what man is worth
For once they set, go they let
Memory of man as to forget

Creator washed his hands of blame
By making a world fruitful and tame
To pluck out those unworthy of trust
In time to replace them with the just

Now what ghostly figures lurk
Against God and man, and of their work!
To withstand and conquer a fate unkind
Is key for those who bear these things in mind

Servitude and vexing, alluring purse
So man can rest despite his curse
A woman laid bare before his eyes
Never to forsake her, in peace he lies

Yet if she leaves him, he sleeps curled
He's left with hopes of a better world
Then he sits and ponder fate
Yet to change it's not too late

Hatred and ignorance is all so temporary
It leads to death, definitely
I see it everywhere, I hear it all around
Wherever there are people, there it can be found

But what is the cause of ignorance and hate?
One gets hurt, then wants to retaliate
He finds a scapegoat, then on a whim
He targets those weaker than him

I dread violence, I hate crookedness
Hatred is a sign of weakness and cowardice
Its fruit is violence, its seed is wickedness
The true warrior fights his own bitterness

I have been struggling all my life
Against those who cause strife
I would get on a raft and cast myself out to sea
Just to put cursing and mocking far from me

Ignorance and hatred are my enemy
I fight inner battles, but not outwardly
Sometimes I get hurt, sometimes they inflict pain,
Yet I know like the phoenix I'll rise again.

Don't be too humble, or you'll get what you need
The school of hard knocks will be the life you lead
Until you groan and moan about your cruel fate
And people will take and eat what you should have ate.

Don't be too aggressive, or you'll get what you want
And full of good things you'll sneer and taunt
Until you realize you lived too fast
And choked on life and cannot last.

I have seen those who take pride in their faithlessness
When the going gets tough, they crumble.
I have seen those who take pride in their faithfulness
How they look at others and grumble.

Some say it takes time, but that is not entirely true;
When you eat food, time will not chew for you.
Some look at depth, some see only length;
Enlightenment and ignorance both can be used for strength.

A good feeling is not a trophy one puts on a shelf.
Every moment I am working on myself.
I have no need for naysayers or proponents
I simply acknowledge my good and bad moments.

Fix the bad, then do good;
It's human nature, as it should.
Some see only what's nice, some see only what's vice
Yet once you uncover a memory, no need to do it twice.

As I walk the tightrope that leads to life
I look down at the bottomless *****
I see those covered in shadow and slime
Who fell away; I tighten my *****
For I know what will happen if I fall
Something the dead won't confess at all
Because they've lost all grace and hope
I hold on to faith, the eternal tightrope