eyes, hands & face
following headlong at the seams
the mind is vast has many connections
some are lost torn to a world of scorn
Scientists search for a reason to believe yet what ?
there the tool of the government & industry to
they have bitten off more then they could chew
Liquid torn illumination
hearts are beating today to the brigade of doom
death is there plight having viscous fangs that bite
eyes with spots having holes
others ponder there flight in the midnight air
As a space ship looks down to planet earth
looking on to the immense expanse of space & time
to look into the vast domain with an inner torn reflection
the inner mind is fixed with noise pollution
that's why many cleave to suicide as a solution
they hide behind the dark hidden garb of compromise
Can't we each see through all those lies
At death's door there is an immediate sting
the illumination of love in its twilight aura of revolution
everyone believes in something but what ?
no one questions anymore no one has a voice
having eyes with tombstones in their heads
these are desolate time yet we settle for ill but faded rhymes
still a human heart won't beat something it can't
we each have to find what's true & false
the marching orders are for sure follow the golden rule
many people today seem so very out of reach
these are desolate times yet we settle for ill faded rhymes
casualties are enormous for a stated cause that's atrocious
a mothers cry as the door bell rings
vanishing salute to freedom as the church choir sings
let's look above to the heavenly love
merciful one come take this chip off my shoulder
stop the senseless fighting as our nation grows a bit colder
Tomorrow let's pray for better days
instead of people getting caught in a purple haze
eyes, face & hands
when will we ever live to understand
you can't stand in line while kicking it to the man
how you have fought so hard & fierce
my truest love is gone from here
a challenge to be free is a question of time
Tomorrow people will achieve if one can perceive
it's more then a philosophical rant
one must succumb to the business at hand
hopefully someday all will understand
for love is the true essence of one's inner existence
a beacon of light to a hurting world in need of hope
hope that can evoke feelings of positivity
in a land so full of their negativity
Fly above the deep blue seas,
And pain upon the land
For once again I shall be free
And holding no one's hand
The single thing I long to be,
Flies within the sky
I'm not and angel on her knee
I'm a bird that flies up high
High above the swaying trees,
And soaring with the sun
I've lost myself within the breeze,
And now we two are one
For now my problems seem to flee
And I stay in the sky
My problems set my spirit free,
And I'll forever fly
Electic Kingdom
Isn't it a pity when you hate the city
So no damn good with snake pit lion's den you need someone to be your friend
Like Mickey Mouse & Daffy Duck chasing each other in a bush
The whole wide world is in quite a rush
Yet such a kingdom does exist
Can you catch my drift
In a far off place in search of trace in
A child hood fantasy in a dream whole new scene
With dragons and kings with queens
A court jester killing the village scene
We got trolls living in holes with dirt as their ceiling
Nothing shady in my electric kingdom
Lot's of folks tripping cause I'm on a mission
A vision of twilight sun tainting the vast array of its sparkling ellagance
Such extravagance at first glance a timely dance with a fare maiden
Looking lips shooting hits take some time to move those hips
A sought off excursion in my mind cause the dragon got me in a fix
I mix with tempers of fire blown up in full desire
An angry elf just bit me in the arm so sound the alarm
I came to get down & paint to village town
Electric kingdom where the creatures are so real
Some may claim it as a no good deal
Horses with valiant lances never given any second chances
Took a crap in the distant bushes with a push in
This is a place inside my mind some call me crazy but I am not blind
Rap is good in this place of dreams holding my own as my vison gleams.
But Jesus had much more pain than I ever will;
His suffering was the way he chose my sins to kill
He died of lack of blood and lack of enough air
Into his lungs, and to me it seems unfair,
To die for my sins on his cross up there
It wasn't the nails that held Christ to the cross;
It was his love for us that put him at a loss;
For air to breathe and blood to flow
And in the end, for his life to go
My pain has purpose when I unite my pain,
With Christ's pain on the cross which was for my gain;
Gain of forgiveness of my sins on my soul
And for other's sins, too, to make us all whole
So I'll offer up my pain for others, and not complain
For my suffering may help them repent and not sin again
Suffering is a part of life, I know, and I say
The first step is Jesus as he points the way
It is by his example that we should live each day
He died on the cross so that we can try harder,
To learn of God's wisdom and to love one another
We next must believe with all of our heart,
In God's ultimate goal and our important part
He loves each one of us for what the bible says is true,
But to love and believe in yourself is entirely up to you
As our love grows for what life has to bestow
It should become quite evident what God wants us to know
That the glory of loving others and caring for our fellow man
Is to love almighty God and to carry out his supreme plan
These steps are all necessary for a life ever after
So keep them in mind as you begin your next chapter
We all will falter on our way to the top,
But it's so very important to keep loving and to never stop.
holding my hand to it for something to grasp
lit the base of my bottom & let it rip baby
Suddenly a volcanic eruption overflowed its every where
then I shed a single tear to help numb the inner pain
the onlookers my friends must have thought I was insane
yet I was merely trying to prove a point
you can light anything on fire
as it burns with thought or desire
news spread abroad all over town
they must have thought I was some clown
yet I am a true man after all
for this was heaven sent a direct revelation my call
There's only one way to find out
how the grass tastes
on the far side of the hill.
I have an unshakable believe that it IS sweet
but only if you choose the right hill and the right way to get there.
But faith is unshakable.
Therefore I ride on, without retreat,
and go to find the grass that's sweet.
Though I must leave the 99 in the open country.
Just for a time.
Or perhaps for a time and half a time.
Who can say.
So I'll let Him tell you.