Spread Life Without Rest From Cradle To Something Heavenly

I fight often with forces of my own mental creation So daily I practice social isolation Get away from the action Sharpen my reactions with personal meditation These footholds build traction for the next generation Build from family gratification Unwillingly chosen to lead Knowingly destined to bleed I still shall not weaze or let ground touch knees Be the root of the trees The creator above shall be pleased for I shall plant undrownable seeds That shall sprout uncountable leaves which forever will feed Selflessly give what they need I quite consistenly believe if you could squeeze Substanence from these words like sap from trees It would be much more refreshing when we breath Spread life without rest from cradle to something heavenly