Where Must I Go

I got up at 1:00 am this morning just after the break of day, the overnight air had just begin to rise sending a multitude of diamonds flickering in the skies, it is the sort of image that you see in your dreams when toxic energy is leaking from the sky and you don’t know if you are going to live or die and then a silent voice whisper in your ears, and said, “stay put, you have nothing to fear, I will come and get you out of there. "I looked around but no was there except for the raging wind that keeps barking up the tree. The smell of fresh brewed coffee seeped through the door, the wind must have brought it in from the shore, it had no hands or leg, but bright lights sticking out like anther in his head. It's thunderous voice spitting milk on the wall and the men on the street side wrapped up into a brawl roaming around in naked bodies using both hands to cover their privacy and I said to myself, “what else is left there to create, “you have to hurry and go through the gate before the carnage begins, and so this heavy feelings captivate my body. This thing has gone on for so long, and it keeps the universe dragging along, the man in the street got busted and the cops on the mountain are stealing honey from the fountain, the jackpot is on spot and I will meet you at twelve right on the dot to talk about that. I have to remain focus and wait for the next leg of the journey to begin. Just listen carefully, there is a screaming and shouting over there, what on earth is going on? Everyone starts to sing a new some, the song has no rhythm, it has no strings and it was extremely confusing to sing. Where must I go when you have kicked her off the show? She has invested much into that thing and I don’t know if she can compose another rhythm. She has written her blood into it in order to stay connected to it. It’s like a therapy for her soul and when she comes on air it makes her feel bold. She has made numerous sacrifices so put her back on the show and tell her in which way to go, put her on the payroll and give her a night out every month to appease her soul. You have come into the town and have caused fear and destruction all around; you drive up and down road throwing garbage around and spilling discontentment on the ground, no one understands it but the universe respects it and has to work with it. I see the sky changing in different shades of color and multitude of people in the street moving in different direction with no specific destination, And those that signed up to go on the ship could not make up their mind, the ride was not free and they had to abandon their original plans and place their hope in the masters hand, and she spoke loudly, “I would rather die with dignity in this place than to have my body dragged into the streets covered in white sheet.” And so, the deal has changed but rhythm remains the same. Where must I go when missiles are flying around, the roads are blocked and mercy has turned its back? Where must I go when the vultures have invaded the show speaking unkind words over the presenter, and place bad language in their mouth that cause the people to shout, you have disturbed their sleep and you have meddled with their dream all of this is obscene. Where must I go when I have invested everything that I have to build this show, tell me where must I go? Nature will respond to you from the East, West North and South then you will understand what I am talking about. Leave well alone and take your safari bottom out of the Town. They are coming after you.