This field yields crops of inspiration Stak Prod rips down iron curtains with the massive vibrations Checks in with the vast space stations Then sends you on your way with a generous portion of elation We’re all related, it just depends on how far back you date it And how much patience you can wait with It doesn’t matter if you’re late when The final curtain drops and there’s sedation We’re each our own state in a greater nation To let go is to let fate win It drives a hard bargain, despite the lures of satiation What’s the use of elders’ words if no one listens Not us, we’re climbing up the precipices Diggin’ our toes in, on the way up, counting steps Until we hold the chalice to our mouths and drink until there’s nothing left The toast is to us and to all of ours Making daily breakthroughs on the hours Our story draws on many powers-like the stars Recycling elements into finer powders The expense puts us higher in the black, zero red These strange constructs of men Are best to forget: enjoy the present Every raging beast must at some point rest It’s up to our intelligence to decipher when Plan our attack then or return to the zen Strike a new balance The end, is rapidly approaching: jump the fence To get what’s coming, while others play dead Hear Hades’ drum corps rollin’ in A strong offense makes the best defense Heading into tomorrow through each moment’s presence
As we celebrate The bulls’ eye arrow’s descent As the arrow becomes our eye Focus Get thrown headfirst right through to the other side As we celebrate The bulls’ eye arrow’s descent As the arrow becomes our eye Focus Get thrown headfirst right through to the other side
Calling back to me The love that left my soul: my lost energy As I refuse to pay the toll Intellectually, just trying to keep my spirit whole Cuz ancestorally Survival’s always been the goal
Word. I look forward to hearing back from you when you get a chance.