There's Beauty In The Breakdown

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Clouded Windows

clouded windows
We live in a house with dirty windows
Once born with innate innocence
Happy spirits with no fear
oblivious...living in babylon
manmade puppets molded to perfection
False knowledge shoved down our throats
No freedom, no rights
brainwashed until lies become truth
We are numb fools to believe them
lost in translation
...
I wonder if she really knows?
suffocation from destruction
Bloody knees dragged on broken dreams
Wishing they would put them down
My brother and sister are starting to rot
All she breathes in is despair
All she gives back is forgiveness
She cries rain in our drought
Of awareness
She hopes for love and peace
A renewel and an awakening
Found my place in the universe
When I let that sugar disipate
New perceptions arose
Falling deep into my subconcious
omniscient creation, my beautiful world
Colors laugh and burst,
swirling into a kaliedescope
swallowing her flavor
quenching my thirst
Brillaint light and energy
floating in my head
realms of enlightenment
no jugment, no pain
Knocking on sanity's door
To speak of truth and righteousness
Connect with the roots
The wise earth so mystical
I want to dance in her skies
And fasten each star around my heart
She guides me
To a better understanding
My window has been cleaned
My door is forever open





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