Sunday, June 14, 2009

Travels of a refugee

Its nt too far nw. Just another step 2 go, Its nt too far nw, I am almost there.
Rocks tickle on my feet, Thorns massage my aching feet, The pain warms up my ankles, The hot sand between my toes. Tip-toe... left-right just missed a mine.
Memories of father's execution, another blast not too far away. The enemy is catching up nw, I have to get away. Its nt too far nw. Just one more boarder to cross. Its not too far nw, Im almost there. GOD give me strength, Im now far from home. New faces before my eyes, a new place I call home... I made it here not too long ago, some how relieved... Hope i pray i never have to feel that heat.

Monday, June 1, 2009

It's nature talking.

When we do what we do, it's the way that we do. So we do what we do, why don't you let us do what we do?
We stir the pots and create food for humanity. We brew the thirst breakers of living souls. We blow through the pipelines of the world. We arouse mutual feelings we share with you.
When you do what you do, it's the way that you do. So you do what you do, why don't you let us do what we do?
You eat from the plates that bare wisdom. You drink from the glasses kings toast with. You take a breath of life and inspire a beating heart. You expose your mind to sweet harmonics of truth.
When I do what I do, it's the way that I do. So I do what I do, why can't you let us do what we do?
I am filled with expressions of passion. I am no longer yearning for the waters from springs. I have awoken the natural aura life provides. I possess the roar that sends a baby to sleep.
When it does what it does, it's the way that it does. So you do what you do and let it keep doing what it does, why can't you let nature be?