Too busy a road to get to where we want to be many obstacles, something good will give way and fall apart humans have overstepped many marks, places they could have stopped, places of relief and contemplation. Where are we going, who are we, what is in the core, do we forget that we are organic. Where does the mind go when all is done to believe, but in what drudgery or deliverance from evil that is all around we should run beyond a gate and never look back and never breath the breath of evil
we will leave behind.
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Lean As Mean
I am walking lean; as mean, as possible. I will survive in the clothes that help me stand up, it is frayed and displayed and discriminated, thus according to those who walk my way, but they who I cannot see will never, upon never, take my soul .
Through Cloud Breaks
Find me, seek me. for I am everywhere and nowhere and yet somewhere inbetween, I am energy within light I am daylight for I become bright showering shafts, through cloud breaks on any given day, you won’t talk to god but he is there within the the benevolence
of earth.
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Man In A Box
Man in a box managing director of his mind no props of bricks or garden you can only sell yourself in a world of props and shows. I can only be my shape and mind in the body I grew up in if I am smart what evidence beyond do you on this
day have as to my worth is it my speech or manner for I stand rod straight and face your eyes head on, chin up, no it is insecurity amongst the masses milling an a throng as ants in social play upon the streets ever useful ultimately controlled.