Enigmatic

My tired eyes keep opening and closing And my body sways to and fro But something enigmatic kept me on the ground And my spirit keeps moving up and down A sudden indecisive feelings creeps inside And all of a sudden I start feeling breathless And something Enigmatic keeps moving around In my flesh, it wasn’t an ant or a serpent It was my adrenaline running faster than the sky I could see it from a distance and I could feel Something pumping in my vein, It was circulating around the town making Landfall just before dawn, it’s the feeling you get When something special is coming to your town I woke up this morning from a disturbing sleep That had my spirit looking out into the deep Everything was in order but just Before mid-day everything was in disarray I tried desperately to find a balance But the negative energy keeps spilling around me And I tried to find something consoling to absorb this horrible energy moving around me The music next door kept pounding and pounding It never stops and the more I move away from it The closer I seem to get to it It still feel as if I was listening to the same music That never stops pounding, the lyrics are the same The game is the same, and the argument never change How much more do we have to sacrifice for this political device? How much more do we have to sacrifice for something that is not right? How many more people have to die for this useless sacrifice? The heavens are getting ready to make the sky merry The heavens are getting ready to deliver your cherries Morning come and goes and people are on the run The walking, the talking, the singing and the screaming And the wilderness under the fire is constantly weeping The sky is pregnant with rain, and everything is not the same Street people, workmen, and backyard intelligence keeps Messing with my intimate presence It is Saturday evening and everything looks grim, The sun is going down with a message that is profound Nothing is moving except for the traffic crawling around the park And the heavenly skis are looking dark Police officers with long guns stand in the corner Looking quite reserved as danger crawls about But the angels are watching over them from every corner People are moving around and the traffic filtering up and down A police walks over to a taxi man and asked him for his documents but the taxi driver's document was out of order He called another police man, who came with a book and write him up and issue him a ticket right on the spot. It is very hard to get slap on Saturday when you are not making any money Everyone has their misery, and you can hardly tell what is happening in hell. Everything has taken me a while to get on the other side but if your actions are not right the miracle will pass you by And everything under the sun will break before the day is done. The air is filled with devotion, the clouds are rolling by And destiny will meet with destiny in the middle of the night.