Word is a gift Word is a sword Word is a gun always ready for war Mistakenly taken Gracefully faken A hill of shit is played off as a stack of gold Filtered through restrictions Distilled passive perception My words of wisdom Go in one ear and out the other
Yet untold, still unheard A shield built against warning and alert For consciousness never bothered For the minds never taught to listen My words of wisdom Go in one ear and out the other
Like cattle chew your grass Of recreating advertising Ears are deaf, not customized To what is meaningful and wise Sleeping notion lies unconscious Under absurd lullaby It's time I wake it up with a bullet of Words of wisdom in my mind