The Bushes

Here I am sitting in the bushes with my hands and feet tied up infront of me my heart is aching my spirit is breaking and the rain clouds are dancing around in the heavens. You have made a mockery of me in the street and you have insulted my innate dignity, I have asked you for help but you have been swaring over my head and you wanted me dead. Not so fast my friend it is not my time yet and nobody will have to fret because the higher powers are proctecting and guiding me Listen to what I am saying and I want you to listen carefully , the earth is swelling and plates are shifting I am going to send you a terrible storm just before the break of the break of dawn and your rivers and gorges will overflow and you will not have anywhere to go.The seas will rise up to the sky and answer to my midnight cry. Bodies will lay a float and you will not escape in a boat. Your young and old will perish in the flood your bridges and roads will be uprooted In the mud . cars will swim on river banks and your street will be diluted with mud and sand. And when the night is over my spirit will cross over, and I will leave the dead to bury the dead. I will watch the destruction from a distance until it is all over. You are a controlling freak and concrete is buried under Your feet you have created a cult of men and you are hiding them under the miserable den, they cuss and fuss and explictly tell women who to go and suck and That perverted animal inside of you will one day rise up And destroy you. Through the flood and the fire I have always have one desire and that is to love Until the passion grows deep, love until I am in the middle of the street love in the burning bushes Love when you have nothing to cook Love when you are riding on top of the flood Love when you are drowning in the mud And when you have no more words to say, Just say the word love. And love will love