Untitled - September 26, 2006

It’s a fair-view lifestyle with little to no escapes
Loud footsteps, muffled shuffles, humming silence, and double brakes.
Knocking cracking in separate dreams of Ethiopian man slaughter
Kingdoms of princes with little barren taverns
With cows who milk and walk away
With tears the shine and dine and wine and laugh themselves away.
Ive seen the land of a thousand arts and its colorful indeed,
But without my heart and nimble ways id be fully covered in greed.

Ive seen them walk away,
With tears that shine and dine and laugh themselves away.

Ive seen the land of arts,
Its colorful indeed, painted with greed.

With everything at stake,
I choose to stop and seethe, watch myself awake.