Don’t always believe the way you’re made to perceive the world/ hurled into the false like a child into adulthood/ what should happen when the lies start sapping the strength/ lapping the bench as its unfurls and the truth uncurls from the hands of the deceitful/ fearful are the deeds needing to be done to open our eyes to the truth in the skies/ highs are in life not in a spliff or a concentrated chemical hit/ escapism is the minds only true prison and the taker of wisdom/ hiding is easy but also is death and this is best avoided as life’s a gift/ though not from a god or other fake façade but the randomness of the universe and all abroad/ more of the same won’t lead to change and radical departure will only create the divisions faster/ gradual it will have to be before all can see that that needs to be/ music is the rhythm of all that is living let it take your whole and endow your soul with the weightlessness of freedom as under the beat we all are standing on the same feet/ unison of the street when the lyrical heat/ burning all with intangible somewhat unimaginable acceptance of the essence that makes the beat rise and the vocal grab me all in a choke hold/ global or local music is vital to the human race/ Misplace your grace always when you need it most/ good will is needed to fill the void created by the android perception that everyone the same and we have the same needs/ Fuck your economies of scale your greedy attitude makes me pale/ equal commodities for very different oddities/ cultures aren’t holsters of cuisine and colourful sheen they are the uniqueness of being alive/ keep your technicalities and all your fallacies/ I have had enough of the tough and to much of the rough/ I try to look beyond the lies but relies that in my minds eyes that tied to the non-fictional world I seek is the need of speak in the belief of my ability and what I’ve got in me/ if I believe I can relief the heaviness that’s messing this over/ Even as a spit from the deepest of emotion, boasting devotion to the honour of the truthful ocean, I’m struck with sadness or an evil gladness/ to man issues and to few tissue to dry the tears or to comfort my peers/ Lose of ambition much like taking your life on a suicide mission / resources are fading while others are wading through the pollution as the world is destroyed by illusion of greed and beneficiary decreed/ what we going do if the worst comes true, mother fucking sue?