Q&A

What’s the answer to my question?
Am I royal, or just a peasant?
Are there some sins beyond blessing?
And to whom are we confessing?
Just feel Goddess & God’s essence
& the Great, Holy Spirit’s divine presence
Let’s find the answer
To all this cancer
Yet feel the transfer
From these dancers’
EN-ER-GEE
We’re talkin’ SYN-ER-GEE
Can’t You see,
We need to be free.
Don’t leave them behind,
If you see the signs
When you come to find
You’re no longer blind,
For we leave the fate
That we’re here to create,
And we balance the weight
of a misguided state
And (No) know it’s not too late
Even at this date
to create our fate
If we don’t procrastinate,
But bombs are bursting in air,
And the brave ones are scared,
Of the beast in his lair,
And their sacred flag’s formed a tear
And this tear tells of TERROR
To the terrible ERROR
Of a tyrannical FUROR,
Let us look in the MIRROR,
And reflect on what’s true,
For we’re divided in two,
So just get a clue,
I may choose differently than you.
Why unite to a whole,
to just lose your soul?
or conform to a role,
until death takes its toll?
Yet that’s not the point of unity!
Just don’t fail to see,
None lose their identity
When we can ALL BE FREE!


My voice is my voice
& Your choice is your choice.
& Beyond ALL this noise,
we find our heart’s true joys.
And when you master your will,
the whole world stands still,
& Your cup will be filled,
But just watch what you spill.
For some enjoy the thrill
of the hunt & the kill,
then prescribe a pill,
When the world falls ill
For who is the predator and who is the prey,
When we must watch what we do & watch what we say?
& to whom do we turn and to what do we pray,
when it all comes down to the judgment Day?
And will it come now or will in come soon?
Shall we stay up @ midnight & wait until noon?
& what of the darkness & light of the moon?
& shall we be revived, like Rocky Raccoon?
Just know it’s all right,
Just know it’s okay
There’s no need to fight,
Just kneel down and pray—
We’ll give you clear sight,
If you accept it today
But beware the world’s plight,
And the sins they do say.
Some fear the symbol of a magical rune,
While some believe they know the light & the Way,
Some wander in deserts near mystical dunes,
& Some know pixies & elves & play with the fey.
Some dance to the tone of a different tune,
& Dance in the sun’s heavenly rays.
Yet some they hold fast, & cage, like a loon,
Believing this truth to be another craze…
There is a beast, gnawing inside,
Its jaws of judgment are open wide,
& Some just wish to crawl away & hide
While some refuse to let go, for attachments & pride,
& Some are blind to the coming of the tide,
Yet as for hiding, it shouldn’t be tried.
Just what can I do, & what must I say?
Should I starve the beast out, & send it on it’s way?
I can’t very well, just let it stay!
Just calm down, & “starve it”? Nay!
I say, Feed the beast, this wondrous day!
For, dear son, it’s happier that way.
Fuel it like a fire, & keep it hot,
& in it’s web you’ll never get caught.
It’s part of yourself that should never be fought.
It’s part of the lesson in life that we’re taught.
Listen, we’re ALL born worthy, and nobody’s not!
& the point in an answer, not merely a dot.