What a stinking mess
A stew of feces
How much will the people
Be broken to pieces
How long will it take
For the backs to break
For the roll of thunder
From deep down under
To awaken those sleeping
Rest assure those weeping
That in the final stage
Nothing's left to gauge
But to see first hand
Standing on this land
What happens when you break
Your God given fate
Egos abound
Fate interfered
Who knows the direction
The winds will steer
If there is no compass
Guiding the way
A big pot of stew
Is where we shall lay
There's only one way
For truth to convey
All else is chatter
For yet another day
There's only one source
To reveal what's right
Never a moment
You don't have to fight
A battle of wits
One of the soul
What is that exactly
Your Light as a whole
Creation of God
A human at best
Stay out of the feces
And all of the rest
Build up your strength
Within and without
Not underestimate
Have no doubt
The fight is on
Whether lights on or off
Confusion no more
No fluttering moth
Do not give up
Come what may
Play opposition
Get in their way
Believe what you want
Only conviction will last
Shifting the pace
From flutter to fast
The light of the bulb
A copy to see
The Light from within
Is what to Be
There is truth in Love
In all the unseen
Try to make it there,
Free the heart
Be clean 🙏🏼🧡