Letras
Poetry spills conversations with the spirits
Dreaming of days opposite hands stop holding ropes
To hang these beautiful faces of tomorrow
Barefaced I say it, no repercussions
I favour the words of self
Unseen voices agree, do I care?
Journeys pass the physical wonders of the third
No equal life mathematics
Equation of this Earth bond experience
Will breaking down distortion, half the portion
Still the inkwell remains full
Just to declare I write forever
Time is nothing, exit this shell return if need be, Learn forever
Will war spark in the future request of our future pretending?
No existence of frustrations over sound
Questions of vibrations, frequencies that kill
Turn the other page, turn the cheek
You know these skills last forever
Blind love don't cry, turn away
Face no fears, no pains from the others
Goodbye, the words God said
Will we hold the last lies?
So bad times unfold news, slavery it still exist
Do you see, do you feel it?
The fractals do
All words hold physical power
Where do your hungers turn, back to the doors of nature?
Do you cry for the lust of a beautiful tomorrow
You turn minutes of nature into experience
The experience generates emotion
Now that we can continue, break apart
Mind body and spirit, choose the meaning
Actions of Apartheid back in the day
Theses days are numbered
The actions of the oppressor across the planet
The Sun will soon set on disturbance
Do you feel it, trapped in the same source?
Conscious wonders, calm times blank pages call upon with open arms
The eyes is closed, live from the blackness
Worlds of the naive, no slaves upon the pages
Just the freedom of my written speech
The mental seeds, lust for the chance to separate imagination
Let it sail but be sure watch the others
Distant times of the self, storms are coming
Do you dare test these waters?
The deeper you go the more breath is needed to survive
Think before you ask them questions, exploration of the self
Internal journeys where the self still remains the questioning
If we all are one, did you write this poem?
Are you listening?
Did you feel the force connected to the source?
You circulate the metaphors and life
will change and you see it forever last
Cold times alone, but the digits of the last breath is the warmth
The path, the self creates deception from the holy book
Distortions holding nature, we all Christ from some perspective
Relate all is one, walk the floors of the rhyme with meaning
Without the tension, the thoughts on paper
Force back to the future hope resides in the chance of consciousness
The planet soon decides blessed on the light of its own will
Will to survive the answers of unknown self pleasures
This world ain't yours inside you find a planet of your own
The self limitless whilst the natures speak out the blue the unseen
Indicates the bigger picture, hold still past the hype of meditations
No black and white faces
We all brothers and sisters
Peace as we fade the beat
Respect to the word and the voice back to the silence