Believe in the what

 Hey, hows it goin,

I cant tell by the look you're showin,

yuh better think twice before you break the ice,

If you cant swim that wont be nice,

The water you need,

The humans lay seeds,

The seasonal transition of the unfortunate bleeds,

The people pray to steeples with no answer back,

Get your head straight there aint no one god lookin back,

If there was would the pain be so insane from the family hes slain,

Or the cancer and diseases he spreads on our lands,

He reduces populations and puts fear into nations,

With all of the feeling and dread filled sensations,

The earth, now that is power,

It beckons to our needs every waking hour,

It showers the masses,

And fills our glasses.

Even after your messiah has kicked your asses,

Take notice in the trees, the oceans, the wind, the fire, the lighting, and the stars we gaze in,

Its these energies we should believe and never will we plead,

Take your thoughts and your differences and settle with kindness,

This is the way we end the blindness,

To put all the fears and the hate,

 FOREVER behind us!

Thoughts

Your thoughts,

My thoughts,

His thoughts,

Her thoughts,

Some thoughts,

All thoughts,

No thoughts,

Together thoughts,

Forever thoughts,

And even some never thoughts,

Good thoughts,

Bad thoughts,

Happy thoughts,

Mad thoughts,

The thoughts of the brain can be intense and insane,

Sometimes our thoughts get us pumped for the game,

No thoughts the same,

No thoughts are lame,

A thought is a thought no matter the lane,

You may have thought about that tree over there,

Does the tree think that you think about its powerful stance,

Does the trees thoughts of rain put it into a trance for a while,

Or does the tree think that rain is just cramping its style,

We can think of all thoughts as just thoughts and what nots,

But the true thoughts are still thoughts even if they are just long shots,

Short thoughts and quick thoughts can be as big as not yet thoughts,

As long as that thought is a thought,

that's what is counting and matters,

What are the thoughts of a bug before its life splatters,

Is the thought of the worm on the end of a hook,

Is it the same as the fish from its aromas it took,

They all are amazing,

Even thoughts from a cow when they are out grazing,

I know I will think and have thoughts forever,

Its been fun talking about our true thoughts endeavor,

I know one things for sure,

My thoughts will be clever forever….

Lay it Out

A what if is no longer on the table. 

The plan should be instead of thinking of what could have been,

 Think of what will be,

Rethinking your what if’s into a new path where you can once again put them in front of you is key, 

If we quit reaching we quit living,

Randomly you message me,

Telling how it’s gotta be,

Knocking down the relativity of exceptionality for the frailty of the old man under the apple tree drop from gravity,

Newton it had to be,

Who else would yuh rather see,

A physicist for the empathy of the intrepid reality of what make things be,

It does not matter if its a rock or a tree,

its truth and virtually everything that we see...

The Rope of Lift

Exception to the rules,

the insidious fools,

Hiding like a troll that uncontrollably druels,

There is nothing to the consumption,

Stop right there or ill jump them,

Trying to cut the rope to end anothers hope,

Dropped em to the ground and still couldn't be found,

Bound for the reason it was made in the season,

To this is for the being of knowing and seeing,

An eruption of corruption,

In this country I´ve got some,

Cant imagine the construction of the induction of the criminal injunction,

Did too much and know you cant function,

The campfire burns like gases of fire and desire,

All to the same it is just a flame,

With nothing to take shame in the aiming of game,

The among and the blaming from the top of the mountain,

A brick to their face to cause a blood fountain,

Told them not to cross the line but again it happened another time,

Now that is there and the space is nowhere

A lot to ponder to the thinker that wonders...