Red tie
Brings the conservatives from their
Desperation
While the blue tie
Holds the democrats last hope
What is the point of
A red tie, blue tie, same damn lie
Why trust in that that can’t be trusted
Why hope for something that has no hope
Why go over and over
I don’t trust anyone
Who trusts the politician
Rather the one who solves their own problems
And can be a light for others
Please lead us
To a better future
Upon the land
Fertile shows of burning
Sand and rock
Molten to the ground
Desperate and destroyed
How has it come to the time
When all the news we need
Is not what we see
All we feed to each other
Is propaganda of belief
No more
No more
The world needs us more
Than we need politicians
The banter of feedback
From the ones who are one
The whole of the world
Focused on the same words
The same phones
The same lights
Upon the death of Coachella
Comes the highest elite to mourn
In the finest garments
With the highest followers
Draped on every word
This is not where art can live
This is where art dies
Step into the office of crusaders
Upon the light of day
For the money pushers
Know what they want
Know what they can get
It’s the power that lets
Them choose what wins
And what can lose
The waters of forbidden
Movement
Only allowed for the upper tier
So bring your finest jewelry
To setup a final loan
What they want
Is your soul to own
Take one step
Into the great unknown
Don’t relent
This path has been shown
Away from the lights
And meager attempts
To be anything else
Today
In the present tense
Walk to the forest of
Wide expanse
Breathe deep
Then release
For as the words
Fall from the page
What your hearing
Is the instructions for dissapearing
To fix the problem
Unwired discreet
Imperfection
Loss of connection
Ascension
Into a malleable solution
The fires of past
With the winds of the future
Hold the fire at ease
While the shady solutions
Arrive today
So hold the twig in
A palm so tight
As we wait
For a better time
Keep your thoughts slow
And take your time
When all is falling around
You have to see the light
Of what the world
Can be
And don’t give up
Life can be made
So this how you
Breathe in a burning house
Beyond the city
In the depths of the sand
Swell
And the Lake Michigan
There is the bones of the wild
Made of every creature
That has walked the face
Of the earth
Under the water and
Over the dunes
The bones of the wild
Are calling out
To you
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