Reaching

Please tell me I'm wrong, and man when I admit it I'll sing the song, walk back that long, winding road, paying back my toll, but what about the future, when the engineering life looked for financially fruitful, but what is the use when you can't use your abilities to its extremities, exercise creativity, critical thinking, I guess we are just blinking and not getting the picture, life is obscure, irregular, some say it is a disease with no cure, where do I find comfort in bed full of doubts, negativity has to leave my mouth, lost and astray, pipe dreams left burnt in the ashtray, but I still stay strong, I am facing another storm, tearing through another norm, another level of the status quo, this time I am reaching for knowledge not the gold

World

We die because we fear death, we find love because we fear loneliness, but forgive me if my sunshine is out, too much in my head to write, my arthritis in my pinky is killing me, too much meat leads to gout, rigid thinking leads to arthritis of the mouth, so please tell me what is buried in your soul, cos whatever is in your heart will end up in your mouth, so what is the perfect world, how about we start with legalization, let the damn thing grow, and I don't give gifts, cos the gifts entertain, that's a euphemism of taking your breath away, but taking your breath away is like taking your life away, deflating the tire so you can't bike, so don't expect gifts on christmas night, more gifts, more things, its like we are exchanging cuffs and shackles, peak behind the tabernacle, just walk with me on the edge, true knowledge comes from experience, 6 senses like satellites, picking up different speeds of sound and light, opaque and unique forms of energy, how can they tell me to be healthy when their mind is scattered on the floor in pieces, fragmented like psyches of broken ghetto families, transcend the nature of good and evil, two heads but still the same coin

Hidden Eyes

She gave it to me, but I didn't catch it, too afraid to reach for the basket, one drastic move, now a lost soul drowning in the pool, how was I a fool, I preach against it, but in the shadows praise it, look for it in the deepest pits, ashamed, the mirror is hard to look at, murder, a parallel, but not something I could tell, or even speak, her knees were weak, I saw it, a hunter's eye like an eagle at the peak, the words fell from my mouth to her ear, next thing I know she is near, near enough to hear my heart pound, a touch of a breath, one move one step, eyes close, clothes fall, consciousness was knocked out unconscious, lust is victorious, how could she resist, how could I tempt, when she polished the apple, place it to my feet, mixed it with cinnamon and fed me, but now, eternally bound, inside thinking that I can't leave them in the lost and found...