The Good Samaritan

You worry I might track you with suspicion and be leary of what you might be doing while rushing around and hurrying, But I am not insecure, and just vaguely jealous, and if rightly connected I could be very zealous to watch you wander and heal a blind eye, to enrich the unfullfilled or stop a child's cry. I'd glow in yr brilliance with understanding and a resonance of my own incompletion, and yr giving countenance, But I do have a tendency to be tricked and misled, by those whom I'd trusted on words that'd been said, I willingly help only to be robbed, the GOOD SAMARITAN who got stoned buy the MOB of human-borne Haters of this life as we know it, If I only could explain IT to them they'd climb in my BOE-IT and sail to a freedom of justice and grain for all who might seek shelter from rain, A place I oft see in dual revery (both mundane and insane) the Place we will go at the end of the game. II So, I quit smoking for the sake of my chest I thank Jah there are other ways to safely injest this King Solomon fairy pixie dust that is blessed by an honorable sanctity ordained by the One who created the Earth and gave us the Sun Who practiced in method of which that he taught, of kindness and patience, and virtue He fought against the masses of the unseeing and dumb who use wise words and phrases that roll off the tongue but know very little of these words that they preach; to learn from the Master One must learn how to teach the ways of our union with nature and time and hold deep understanding that can't be explained with a rhyme...