Cornerstone In The Building

The cornerstone turned the corner reading a map without ever looking back A nomad with knapsack in tow sowed seeds without worrying if they'd ever grow For them it's just a show but for me the latter none of the optics matter while climbing the ladder of purpose On the surface the dirty game is plain to see but many can't see the forest for the trees erected on this plane These games are ground level 1 & in stark contrast to a farmer marching to the beat of his own drum and self-made treble Troublesome for frequency counters for he is one of one plus 2 I guess countering devilish moves & the color of night is similar to playing checkers right? Chess isn't so black & white so I double down while looking up counting all hands in the equation with respect Brazen expressions add up to answers followed by questionable remarks by those living in the dark Supposedly I'm just a number but within that I am the new U An ember in a world going down in flames shinning like a diamond yet to be given a name In truth I am a Phoenix flying higher than planes looking down at the ashes & pigeons Even if my wings aren't seen they're felt like emotions & lava spewing emissions that bring out a shine like smelted gold We're all the same viewed through different lenses but who is directing our cold comprehension? I spy a theme colored with & by an artistic stroke looking to poke holes in any sense of hope Division can go unnoticed if it is drawn with the precision of a surgeon Make decisions wisely or else be burdened until the end of days Be precise while navigating this maze for there are some that pray against & prey on any foundation you intend to lay We're way past mayday in these Kamikaze times & mushroom clouds will come if they continue flying blind