Pushing Blocks
I don’t know what you take me as
Or understand the spirit that Elwye has
from inner world to outer cosmos
I am from
If you’re out of balance then
Welcome to the club
How many lives you and I
Decided this Outcome?
Oh they gone mad
but I’m so glad
for the sick colds
when they come back
so that
I may upgrade
body code and class
system update
better biome and mass
never truly ill
when moody feels
flow then pass
from a still
measured mind field
so real
yet unknown
surreal gap
of stillness
sure has
more realness
and impact than a drill kit
or heavy bags filled with
pleasure and pain
you drag and deal with everyday
in the world’s greased skillet
may the grace release feeling
so great that
healing and peace
are set free so relaxed
from the unseen identity
filling pleasure
that grows hope so vast
treasured secret
now for you to keep
and hold and grasp
under lock and key
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Oh they gone mad
but I’m so glad
Humour so dry
our laughs
become a match
lighting forest fires
that burn bullshit so fast
we can never catch
The full clip of rolling flames
that blow past
Nor explain how we feel until
our eyes amass
so much water
they cry and then splash
Out fires of emotion
Until they die into ash
mission remain still
missing the page
of the grown-up map
Until mass friction
divorce
crash short of a mil
building my own business
Unfulfilled so mad
investments against the grain with debts
that would break any man with illness
Then fill them with a death wish
While still raising children the bestest
Optimistic like give me more
Oh they gone mad
But I’m so glad
for the sick colds
When they come back
So that
I may upgrade
my body’s code and class
System update
Natures immunity that I have
so I don’t crash from whatever
the world has to pass
Move as water
on my toe pads
So I flow past
the stone mass
blocking the whole path
Relaxed
skilled hands guide the task
doing dope craft
add meditation
And the poet’s notepad
For both acts
provide patience,
Plan, and a road map
educated with steel gonads
Illustrated with no jab and cold facts
vindicated but yous ill and feels so bad
slow to heal what a drag
indicating some real blowback
From that kill shot you sho had
I feel that
still we build
never chill or hold back
wheels of nomads
Who choose new paths
And hills to track
This Will has no match
It will create your cool craft
Entrepreneurship is such a soul grab
Where creative goals have
posts that move past
Coast, peaks, and lowlands
That choke dreams and slow plans
But no naps we go ham
And expand visions vast oh man
I don’t know what you take me as
Or understand the spirit that Elwye has
from inner world to outer
I am from
If you’re out of balance then
Welcome to the club
How many lives you and I
decided this outcome?
