Death is not the enemy you believe
And death isn't what you should fear
Death we all shall truly desire
For only death makes troubles disappear
Death is not some fancy illusion
Full of smoke and mirrors to deceive
Death offers to relieve your troubles
And will accept all it can receive
With death there's no worries or regrets
Any wrong or mistakes they slip away
They all vanish and bother you no more
There's hardly any cost you must pay
What death offers no one can match
Nothing else can do what death can do
You want peacefulness to fill your life
Isn't the cemetary peaceful to you
FLORIDA PLEASE COME
ARIZONA ARE NOT SCUM
CANUCKS GIVE THE THUMB
WILL THERE BE A DEAL?
TRUMP TRIES TO BRING US TO HEEL
WILL NOT LET HIM STEAL
I know a little bird
lives just up the way
He tells me he prays for rain
at dawn of every day
What’s wrong with that? he asked
seeing confusion fill my face
What’s wrong with sunshine? I inquired
pleading my case
Let’s make a deal: You produce fat, juicy worms
whenever it’s nice and sunny
And I’ll tell my partners, the bees
~ Stick to procreation and honey
Human culture’s based on lies
So is the civilization
But I eat those homemade pies
One’s debunk and lamentations
I don’t need as well as others
Poor solaces, well spoken
Anyway I’m not their brother
Fine that brotherhood is broken
We’re supposed to take what’s real
But I don’t feel that I must
To discern my little deal
Try a magnifying glass
But I doubt if it’s worth
Any effort, so it’s clear
We are guests upon this earth
And the host is nowhere near.
Urban Drift
[Verse 1]
In the city lights, I feel it in my bones, Suburban dreams, but I’m lost in the zones,
Riding through the streets that echo my past, urban vibes clash, can it ever last?
A new type of hurt, cannot shake this feeling, swerving through life, just searching for healing.
[Chorus]
Urban in a Suburban, where do I belong?
Swerving ‘round these corners, trying to stay strong.
A new type of hurt but I will find my way,
In the mix of the beats, I will carve out my day.
[Verse 2]
High rise thoughts, they loom like the towers,
Feeling misplaced, losing track of the hours,
Flashing back to where the roots used to thrive,
Now I am caught in a maze, just trying to survive.
Not deserving, but chasing the dream,
Lives like a movie, not at all what it seems.
[Chorus]
[Outro]
So here I am, lost but still awake,
In the city’s heart, I’ll never break.
TRUMP CLAIMS LONG-TERM GAME
IRAN SAYS BUDDY SO LAME
YOUR GAME WE WILL MAIM
LOOK THERE J D VANCE
INVITING IRAN TO DANCE
PLEASE GIVE THIS A CHANCE
What’s the deal
With “thou shalt not steal”
I don’t understand
The white man came and stole all the land.
Some of the world’s biggest thieves are white
If we continue to believe that might is right
And live like we’re all cocooned
Then I really fear that we’re all doomed.
eel sped off with amazing zeal
he’d heard there was a sale on fresh veal
fancied it for his midday meal
but it was not a fantastic deal
he had been tricked by a heel
saw a lively red lure from a reel
it had a strange weird ugly feel
he remembered his grandpa eel’s spiel
swam past it in the waters, teal
heard about lamb that was a steal
From such loving trust to decrepitude. Heartbreaking. Another time.. wonderful.
Embrace the learning curve of Identical polarities. Outcomes remain. Another penny drop, another goal another gain. ??
Reaction to Fear reinforces the I Am the Body Idea. Reaction to Time Reinforces the I Am Temporary Idea. No reaction reinforces the Idea'less Idea. The idealess Idea is I - deal!
If you Fight for _ down Here, then _ will Fight for You up there.
Its time i feel.' To get real.'
In how best? to handle the
Advancing green steal..!
Donald J. Trump
A very boorish chump.
Tony S. wrote his "Art of the Deal"...
But it's still Trump who complains about the steal.
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