Desire

 

 

we thirst yet for what

 

we bitch, grieve & pout

 

carry nothing of what life is truly about

 

we had constructed pryamids to honor are dead

 

what is going on inside are head

 

woman's liberation is headed out across the nation

 

but what are they truly liberated from

 

we have become the walking dead with tombstone inside are heads

 

creating a god called self

 

better off putting that right back on the shelf

 

the evil man is greedy & cares nothing for the needs

 

the righteous man will shine in there eteranal home

 

each of us has a willingness to succeed

 

others need to stay humbled by getting knocked to there knees

 

what are you searching

 

what are you looking in the dark

 

to light the inner spark to what I need to know

 

blowing up there ego or let it flow

 

there is a line beging drawn in the sand

 

hopefully someday you will understand

 

we clamour for gold but it ends in ashes

 

once this life if through there is no free passes

 

some insist on going it alone but why even bother

 

like a dog without its bone that was unleashed by its collar