As long as we eat from this turbulent Earth
this will thrive as a swarm of blazing bees...
Freedom is a crushed cerebral cortex,
the silencing of human nature...
Can see the light
Shines on me so bright...
Your happy ending is what you write
By how you choose to live your life...
I wonder
How many of us...
From the ashes
of a Shattered mind...
I sit beside
the old oak tree...
B orn in the world as a Human,
E ngage self in proper path of growth...
What if I had a million dollars
Two? Three? Two hundred Fifty Four...
If you were to pick me up
I'd tell you how you are...
On the hills of long time ago
we have now buildings and houses...
I am to the world, what the world is to me. It can...