The Offspring
And I belong to the offspring of stars,
Celestial movements producing gravity attaches me to the Earth in physicality through birth,
Like a priest sworn to church or a storm incarcerated to the troposphere,
Reality is neither here nor there but only what you choose to declare as the who why what when and where that bears benefit more then consequence.
There is no difference between defile or cleanse when determined by man made mandates manufactured to manage the minds of men.
There is no difference between an inch and a mile or any given distance granted the offspring of stars is connected.
Determining fact is precisely how reality is disrespected.
There is no sure fact.
Let choice be respected, and conclusions be rejected,
When voice is a young belly dancer amid a timid suburbanite crowd,
It doesn’t need treatment like cancer,
It needs to be spoken loud and proud and open,
There is no such thing as outspoken or devotion to the wrong cause,
When justifying cause is an effect of cause which effectively causes progress to be lost in right or wrong.
That shit is the same old song that’s been playing too long.
Nature determines the life span of Earth,
What are we trying to save Earth from?
Death befalls regardless.
I believe it to be a moment of light, not darkness.
This is not an end,
Merely the means to how I start this argument against arguing to convince those who contend that opinions are decisions based on facts that can not bend,
Underneath the absolute truth of god,
How does a human being dictate which reality is flawed?
When in fact,
The fact less matter of fact is a decision based on the minds of men,
Scripture is written in ink from pen,
Then abbreviated translated and mandated to contaminate faith with an onslaught of sexism, bigotry, and hate,
Accounting for absence of our nature,
Where in this day is our intuitive state?
Accountability for absence of awareness,
Ascertaining axioms,
Authenticity,
Accuracy,
Asserting analysis against action,
Adaptability, and...
Answering aboriginal amenability as if this land was our fucking own!
Do you need it to come to a no fly zone before you see your home transformed into a prison without trees that breathes smoke out from towers when it exhales will you cower underneath unlimited power that is showered down from a president who wears a crown and claims there are environmental benefits from acid rain.
Will you react when the FACT is that nature has been slain?
Will you disregard your pain for the sake of freedom?
.......and I belong to the offspring of stars,
Where particles bombard the Earth's face and scar in a place where freedom waits behind jail bars.
The keys' within our reach, within our hearts.
Believe in who we are... meant to be.
peace
