The Brew Of Life

(collab of Justin and Prophet)


Earth give shelter
to the temple of
Human remains
For in the fire swelters
passion and love
In a sea of pain
You feel the flow
No loss, No gain.
You drink the wine
You eat the grain
But, in life, there’s no up nor down
Even the green grass turns brown
The blue sky’s laughing, quite insane,
While Apollo’s rays beat down,
setting like a drowning clown
And, as the poppies grow,
The sky is painted in
a colorful stain
Clouds washed in
A cycle of purple and orange
The limbs bend under strong breeze
You feel nature’s yawn and sneeze
She can cradle you softly
Or make you scream in fear
Loud enough to be silent
Yet soft enough to hear
In the harvest barrels, I find
The winter season’s ale and beer
And the key to my heart
Lies in the heart
of a beautiful woman
in a black and silver gown
Where, at the end of her ribbons
And bows, lies the start
Of wealth, prosperity and worth
But what is wealth?
And what is gain?
When you can’t find love
And you drown in pain
Where’s the woman?
Where’s the gown?
What to do, when life beats you down?
Start again!
And start anew
You’ll find love you never knew
When the fallow fields are planted
And sown,
The earth is watered
in the witches’
Brew