Safety on the brain
and not on weapons relies...
Putting things into perspective,
Mind games if you will...
Along these lines, if you listen closely
You will hear my personal points of view...
I attempt to heal with verse
lyrics that never fade for me...
beacon on the hill calling me in [hope]
I am little blind [naive...
I still feel like a child.
Maybe the universe isn’t so cruel...
I pick up my pen
But these words aren't flowing...
Are changes good or bad we will never truly know...
Life is like a ocean
When it is going good the waters are calm and with...
The Bard stopped at Footscray
on the road to Ballarat...
The World is
a handful of colors...
It's here I go to find peace of mind.
Here to escape from earth and time...