Through the reds and blues
and all the different hues
do you stay true to yourself?
you spoke to me goddess with songs
what could go wrong?
I have many names
all of them insane
I tried to hide my calling
but I am forever falling
I am the shadow and the star
I love the way you feel from afar
muse these are the words I choose
I had the key to heaven I threw it away
sometimes you have to be what you seek
I have been watching your digital dreams
I know you possess this mind
I know you are unkind
but most people who know my real name
don’t want to admit that all the same.
We need to question the society we take for granted
the seeds you planted
will come back to grow on your grave.
Love will always save.
The trees you planted a welcome reminder
of playing a life that’s a blinder
or a poison tree that bears fruit to poison this generation and the next
to be written and recorded in text.
In Sharp edged longing
I find no belonging
No home in freedom
No place in my heart.
I was better at the start
Life cannot be defined
by a shopping carts
or bank accounts
It’s the moments we shared
I haven’t disarmed my karma
If life is a bird I never meant to harm her
But my be spoken promises
Have turned to nothing but death
I try to hold onto my breath,
my life ill conceived
Gets lost like between the pen and the mind
and I am left blind behind the absent truth
I am cut aloof.