Jacket and Ties

Summer is lingering on and autumn is secretly chiming in wild marigolds are blooming everywhere and the earth is soaking up my sordid tears The full moon is watching over me and predicting my destiny Bright yellow flowers are springing up all around me I can feel the heat far and near and anxiety is brewing in the air Tall green trees are waving above but I cannot see An oppressive spirit beside me is suffocating and ridiculing me The insects are playing a harmonious tune as a matter of fact it is almost noon butterflies are metamorphosing from their aged old cocoons Look three white butterflies are dancing gracefully around the bright yellow petals attracting the honey bee A minute ago I was struggling to write and I had to put up a spiritual fight I was weeping for what I don't know only the living God knows I just stared at the blank page on my computer screen It was as though I was blindfolded in a day dream But nature had mercy upon me and dragged me out of the room to experience the rebirth at noon so that I could see more clearly Man struggling against man and building weapon to destroy the land Walking up and down the evil corridors dressed in full attire spending long hours in useless meeting shouting and bellowing at one another making decisions about the world and playing tug of war with innocent lives when they don't even know how to treat their beautiful wives. Here I am sitting on the ground looking at everything around a simple track that runs through the park is invaded by larks and a conceited man riding a bicycle shone his flash light in my face in the middle of the day and brazenly asked if I was ok This is a frequent code that the nationalist use I was able to continue on the track forcing the image behind my back But as soon as the lark moved on the devil from hell come trodding along With a loud music blasting in his right hand I watched the world slowly crumbling in his hands They think they have the answer for a deep spiritual matter Yellow leaning against purple and the red is getting inkier I rode my bike up to pleasant valley and looked down the ally I sat in front of a white picket fence feeling very intense The answer is simple but no one wants to hear it You hunt us down like valiants in the bushes and wait for us in the dark you put up your signs in the park to intimidate us The world is sinking by jacket and ties mockery and scornful laugh circulating in the sky We have been held in bondage for years Our children have outgrown out their age And the same lie is repeated year after year The whole world is watching your dangerous sin You have hurt the hands of the one that is feeding you White picket fences erected on swamp land Big house built on a gigantic sink hole The Potomac river is overflowing its bank But nature is watching my back there is no doubt about that Its time to take off your jacket and tie.