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important open spoken wisdom says let there be light
for the meek shall inherit the earth
pondering how this could be the man digs in too deep.
he says how can this be, my own disbelief
if i believe in disbelief then how can i still see
for darkness blinds and binds the brain in covered memories
of fallen trees and poisoned springs. he dreams of sleep.
for the wicked will not rest when he's terribly obese
off of lives stolen from simple men who he crookedly misleads.
oh, for what cause does the broken heart misdeed?
for selfish games and conquered fame and spreading it's own seed
we fight for love and sing and run through joyous fields of leaves
for one day broken hearts will mend and join us when they see
for heartbreak is a mere illusion, a selfish one at that.
why focus on the things you lack when there's love you've always had?
