Daily Thought
Your idea of perfection is only reflection of your own spirit,
hear it now if they've chosen not to clear it,
up for you and whoever else is lost,
and while your create your world think of what it costs, to be free.
People die, lie and survive all for the sake of thee.
And understand that I am aware of what I speak of,
I'll be the first to admit what my etheric energy reeks of :P
I'm not afraid because I'm not a liar, it's that simple to fumigate the fire,
that you have let grow out of controlling,
never tapping into your subconscious without a good night of rolling.. or getting "trippy" , See I'll die one day but I be closer to people with me,
and until that day I'M ALIVE and certainly fits me :)
But, .. people say I'm crazy when I say I love you all,
and I pray that you stand up every time you fall.
I have respect and don't expect any praise at all,
my telephones my heart... I wonder when the world will call.
Copyright © Charles Baker | Year Posted 2012
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