I don't know my place in this vastless vaccum of space
I can't say I know much bout the human race
but I know God didn't breathe life into me
and our past darwian just couldn't see
Its hard to swallow, but they're rearing us since were young
to believe in two theories that will come undone
the people who teach such ways
would leave us all better off if they just went away
I don't know my place in this vastless vaccum of space
I can't say I know much bout the human race
but I know God didn't breathe life into me
and our past darwian just couldn't see
I don't know much about my birth, but I know no god created the heavens and earth
I don't much about the past, but I know darwins theory won't last
I don't know my place in this vastless vaccum of space
I can't say I know much bout the human race
but I know God didn't breathe life into me
and our past darwian just couldn't see
Can't you see the light
and realize we don't what theories right
that we can't understand
how the earth came to be populated by man
I don't know my place in this vastless vaccum of space
I can't say I know much bout the human race
but I know God didn't breathe life into me
and our past darwian just couldn't see
inpired by "the monkey's no kin to me"
Monday, February 28, 2011
Winter Tree
Allow me to be like a tree
bending but not broken
Opening their stomata to take in water
So too, open my mind so I can absorb the sea of knowledge
leaves of ignorant thought wither and are cast off
Barr my soul as a winter tree
New growth in the spring
Anger is like an echo, it will always return
Expanding and becoming hotter as a marshmallow in the microwave
I wish I didn't hate i know its wrong but I just don't know how to love Like my sister not inviting me to her reception because I don't believe in god makes me hate religion.
bending but not broken
Opening their stomata to take in water
So too, open my mind so I can absorb the sea of knowledge
leaves of ignorant thought wither and are cast off
Barr my soul as a winter tree
New growth in the spring
Anger is like an echo, it will always return
Expanding and becoming hotter as a marshmallow in the microwave
I wish I didn't hate i know its wrong but I just don't know how to love Like my sister not inviting me to her reception because I don't believe in god makes me hate religion.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
If only
You're only scared because you don't know the human being behind the stigma
If you only knew that beyond what you see is someone just like you
If you only knew that beyond what you see is someone just like you
we put the tiger in a cage
extinguishing its mighty rage
I hope the people enjoy their broken wind up toy
If William Blake knew the tiger we'd forsake
I wonder if he'd rewrite tiger burning bright
tiger tiger growing dim surrounded by forest of jungle gyms
our children will have to use a picture to frame its fearful symmetry
extinguishing its mighty rage
I hope the people enjoy their broken wind up toy
If William Blake knew the tiger we'd forsake
I wonder if he'd rewrite tiger burning bright
tiger tiger growing dim surrounded by forest of jungle gyms
our children will have to use a picture to frame its fearful symmetry
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Angie
Why was I the last to know?
Such a devastating blow, I never thought she'd be the one to go
We started out in elementary school
Two dorky kids no one thought was cool
And when we hit high school one of the of the last things she said was you're one of the only people I consider my friends
I had no idea her life would chose to end
I guess she couldn't overcome the classmates who mocked her or overcome the voices in her head
I had no idea her life she'd chose to end
Now I'm left with my regret, looking back it seems you always know the perfect thing to do
But now that I know the signs, I'll be ready next time
Such a devastating blow, I never thought she'd be the one to go
We started out in elementary school
Two dorky kids no one thought was cool
And when we hit high school one of the of the last things she said was you're one of the only people I consider my friends
I had no idea her life would chose to end
I guess she couldn't overcome the classmates who mocked her or overcome the voices in her head
I had no idea her life she'd chose to end
Now I'm left with my regret, looking back it seems you always know the perfect thing to do
But now that I know the signs, I'll be ready next time
Friday, December 24, 2010
Washington, Forest park
Nature fogged hue descends thickly in this place\Leaving one realizing their insignificance in the grand scheme of their universe It is a sense of connection to the womb that bore you, earths womb
The trees ascend like towering giants, and you feel their place has been around forever, in the before-time, beyond-time
In spite of their girth the wind easily sways them like bowling pins
And they quiver and gradually aceed to winter's dominance, surrender their leaves, a sacrifice to appease angered gods
Then they rest in a slopping, hilly cradle Washington, forest park kissing, yes for they are but same tacks of land, persevered from white society as if a giant hand had seized and exalted them out of harms way
Unspoiled this land, magnificently stretching, the breadth beyond imagination and creation
What sanctity the ancients dwellers had to muse upon as they freely roamed
And now in present, the place for uninterrupted peace when I get high
The trees ascend like towering giants, and you feel their place has been around forever, in the before-time, beyond-time
In spite of their girth the wind easily sways them like bowling pins
And they quiver and gradually aceed to winter's dominance, surrender their leaves, a sacrifice to appease angered gods
Then they rest in a slopping, hilly cradle Washington, forest park kissing, yes for they are but same tacks of land, persevered from white society as if a giant hand had seized and exalted them out of harms way
Unspoiled this land, magnificently stretching, the breadth beyond imagination and creation
What sanctity the ancients dwellers had to muse upon as they freely roamed
And now in present, the place for uninterrupted peace when I get high
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