Another Step
This dawn endlessly breaking across the world
Apparently discrete moments, connected endlessly
Who gives? What receives? What is Aware of this movement?
Prayers offered and received
The dreaming of splintered god
Breathing
Inspired
Released
Trying to hard to be pretty
I endin a mess. Just like everyone I judge
Phony, full of shit. dishonest
I’m just as fucked up as the rest;
The old man, the generals and greedy petty fools I despise
Or pretend to love as myself
Well maybe that’s real enough
I’m confused, just like the rest of us
Living here with the dying that go’s on and on
Secretly hoping for some new life
that redeams this experience
