Out to the green
River life of green, there we in
As pure form as it to be sign
No smoking gun burn the tree
No spilled vampire wine coloring blood red
No rainbow mushroom to cliche the brain
Not even any typ chemical drug to clinical roam
Just water, fresh air as what green life need
With in a cup of coffee to stay awake
To be alive and keeping flow
Decad, many conquered by illusion illuminati
That build concrete wall upon the eyes
Where as none have survive out of thin air
All brought down to the cage of zoo
Show off stail predating madness
Blink blink pull the soul to black hole
And end of the day, nothing to hold on
So here we again for simply on the path
Ego dissolution as what wise tree told
Only differency, tree stand hold his roots,
but we still need to keep on walking
From crawling age to wrinkled skin age
From cradle to grave, across burden field
Bunch of obscal to brought life experience
So catch the way, walk ahead back to Creator
As no other factor then that to head on
... growing peace whisper wind of soul
(Zarch... 16.08.20)
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