I Must Be High

The weed to fill my need
All that power in a tiny seed
A packed punch indeed
It makes me beg and plead
On my knees cryin' please!
I can sip from the still,
The pill can kill
Yet I can't have the plant?

You'll have to excuse my rant
but I can't lean to the hypocrite slant
Just my two cents against some scant evidence
getting a clear view of what freedom represents

And so I'll go without a sound
movin' underground
with little chance of being found

Wired lights, cloudless days and the darkest nights
The bulb burns and my soul ignites
Just why is my remedy
a public enemy?
A victim of conspiracy
Falsely accused and demonized
Facts trivialized
over years of tears and silenced cries

The War is on, it's all around
A lie and no questions why
Coppers with choppers and pill poppers
goin' round n' round
lettin' the bullets fly
Puttin' one another in the ground

Nonetheless, my heart glows
and my garden grows under their nose
With my vision clear the scheme appears
I see the profit flows through the warrior state
Running circles as they investigate
mutilate, and manipulate the truth
A plan to intimidate, incarcerate, and rehabilitate
the "misguided" youth

The time has passed when
We could just stop and stare
We've gotta replace the nightmare
of drones in the air
with a dream tinted green
I mean
We've gotta see it for what it is
A prohibition rooted in ambition
borne by a state in ill condition
greedy men on a mission
and a people beat to submission

Faith Makes Them Do What They're Told

A lie applied
with a truth denied
Ya god died and Jesus never rose to life
Yet the lies thrive twisting the thoughts in ya mind

When ya god came to be
It took 'em all of 500 years
but eventually
They called it first century AD
Somewhere in between
They snapped his neck
Got ya bowin' to an ancient shipwreck
Somewhere in between
They cut the scene
Bit by bit
They schemed to
Malign the dream
Ain't nothin what it seems

They splice the body of Christ
With the head of a demon
Yet ya on ya knees believin'
The lies
Looking the skies
Buying what ya been told
Soul been sold
Man, ya got the darkness
Takin hold

Centuries of maligned minds
perpetratin' genocidal crimes
That time and next time
How about this time?
Who pays for the blood ya spill
pursuin' ya righteous kill?

Punishment? Reward?
Finger on the trigger
Hand on the sword
Handin' down hate like a genetic trait
All in the name of the lord

Hittin' the 'Ridge to find
there ain't a miracle bridge
Hung like the albatross
The gotchya sippin' the sauce

Devils in the shadow of the cross, the crescent
Days past and days present
They organize and devise
from another room
innocence cries as a childhood dies

Lies internalized
Blind eyes cast to the skies
It's a sickness I despise
They say belief is relief
but the illusion is fleeting and brief
Now ya slave to the evil beneath

You wonder what I am
when it's you who sank instead of swam
The one who bought the plan
And now ya can't unplug
Ya grave been dug
And despite what ya think ya god's design may be
Ya mind, ya body, and ya soul ain't flyin free

Worn Feet with a Sturdy Soul

On the path
Finding my way
A salty breeze
on a sunny day
On the road, my body begs to play

Morning dew
on scattered leaves
Beaming light
through the fog and trees
All passed along the path
as it winds and weaves

We travelers come and go
As the seasons change
Sun, rain, and snow
The path, the way, the ebb and flow

On the path
with singing birds, high pitched words
of the robins, wrens, and jays
Cubs at play or a lonesome stray
On the road is where I'll spend my day

Along the road, nature shows
Clouds roll and the wind blows
A mother's rage, on the road
she's judge and jury
On the path, wrath and fury

On the path
Finding my way
Rules of the road
and a toll to pay
Ever short on change
On the road, where my soul eats and prays

For all that's lost
and all that's gained
A journey through the shadow, the joy, and pain
My soul the world will never tame

And so until it's my time to lay
I'll follow the path
I'll find the way
Be it through darkness
Or by light of day
It's on the road
I'm bound to stay

Birdseye View

Ya don't see the black beneath
the road paved gold
It wraps ya soul
and ya body can't pay the toll

Never see the hawk
as he stalks from high in the air
As your speakers blare
ya wheels spin by
Rockin' with a grin
as clouds fill the sky

Pursued by ya sin
darkness surrounds
as the grounds split
This is it 
A fire been lit
and it becomes clear

There is no shelter here

Hunting by wire way up high
The thunder rolls droppin' fire from the sky
Lockin' on with his song
Hackin' with his axe
Man, he's hot on ya tracks

Lookin' back
Wings flappin'
while ya speed is lackin'
Wrong side of a smokin' gun
A fate ya can't outrun
now ya facedown in the street
strickin' by the heat
of his righteous beat

Down and out
with a whimper not a shout
Ya blood mixes the mud
Images flood
before ya eyes
A puddle reflection
bearin' witness to a lonesome demise

Gone quick as he came
Ya been shackled with the ultimate ball and chain
Last thoughts in ya brain,
darkness despair, pain

The shock serves
quietly kills the nerves
Ya grasp for ya last gasp
of air in the cold rain
now only ya body remain
No change and ya soul
can't pay the toll