riding the Celestial Carousel
when does it end, noone can tell
a journey between heaven and hell
a natural summons, a magical spell
a feast for the senses
delights for your mind
there is no fast forward
there is no rewind
now and here is all that is
take care of the moment, handle your biz
may your seasons be merry
may your journey be true
a lot depends on luck
a lot depends on you
so brace yourself
have a wonderful ride
as you take in the sunshine
watch out for the tide
life is like a tree
them, us you and me
open your mind
and you will see
we are all connected
we were born on the same day
separated by branches
we have migrated away
nature and the environment
our bodies from the earth
if it wasn’t for water
we would still be dirt
our origin is a mystery
we come from a magical seed
we are of different colors
but we are all the same breed
life is like a tree
as delicate as can be
harm one of the branches
you harm the entire tree
life is like a tree
them, us you and me
open up your mind
and you will see
elton
The rights of one woman, over rules the rights off all Religions combined.
That includes Religions here and those in any other Galaxy,
and especially those led by men.
That’s my mom, back Off!
we are god
all of us
if it is to be
it is up to you and me
This is a piece i wrote a while back, it’s called
“the great fall”
It shows what you reap when you sow hate.
I want to dedicate it to the 30%
The Great Fall
now, let me tell you about a feign that would not quit
up in the air,hatred, he would spit
like a child that got no love from his mother
stirring the pot to make us hate each other
like humpty dumpty who sat on a wall
except, this brother had diarrhea of the mouth
scheming, pestering, and inciting violence everyday
no surprise his pedestal gave way
tricksters and charlatans could not put him together again
this young, united generation in him, saw no friend
once again, time caught up with justice, and stood tall
the hatred and stupidity was too heavy for the wall
the verbal trickery he peddled in recent time
finally decoded, lacked sense, reason or rhyme
the time for hate and bigotry had pass
the rumblings, were not cheers, that was his ass
the pendulum hit him on the way back
he wasn’t expecting it, he was still slinging smack
the little man cried, “what the hell was that?”
he had forgotten about the spit, he had spat
$%#@$%
your honor
i come to speak on behalf of these trees
we will never have friends as faithful as these
from here to the moon, and as far as you want
we will never find better allies
because, there ain’t, and so you can’t
so, your honor, i plead
that you let these trees be
because the fact of the matter is, your honor
if these trees go
then, so do we
some of my best friends are plants
sometimes we hang out together and other times, we just hang out
i like how they change the air, and make it fresher
i visit them all the time
like when i am under pressure
they don’t mind, in fact, i think they like me
so watch how you talk
some of my best friends are plants
we have seen communism fall
we have seen capitalism collapse
the right way, must be somewhere in between
flex and yield to the winds of time
or be rigid and prepare for the fall
It hurts to see them spill oil in the water.
Murder in the gulf, terror in the high seas, that is what i saw,
with friends like these, who needs enemies,
if it was me or you, we would be behind bars, or out cold,
different rules for different people, watchyu waah call dat?