the tree of life on a poetical tip...feat White Wash and Clockwork Orange



...i rose from the Root of all evil,
started searching for answers
If money didnt grow on trees,
why did banks have so many Branches?!
no second chances were handed,
id almost given up hope
not even Hangman was prepared to show me the ropes.
A wise oak spoke to me,
told me something i shouldnt ignore
"life's a Pirate Ship,
just try not to get Over Bored"
So with this in mind,
i drank each rain droplet i caught in the goblet
and gradually,
in the tree of life, this weed began to blossom...
A stray shaft of sunlight bathes
the soiled ground
The shaft evades straying clouds
between seclusion and beautiful
single solitude
the crowded, stoic skyscrapers.
Upon the streets, shattered glass and stone
Crushed cans and torn papers linger.
Black soot drowns the cracks
And suffocates the possibility of living.
But the shaft of light drifts through possibility
And falls upon a single blossom of life.
so keep this in mind
realitys mentality is about done
none livin in poverty almost provoked
to fail is outcome
The root's ill never know
As time pass's by..
The branch's grow
I sit here though the season's
Daily shower's & The heat of the son
But i never know the reason's
The reason for life..
The tension grows fine
You could cut it with a knife
The wind strike's me like a spear
& now my time's up...
The end of a Era.