Sometimes I feel like I’m living a hollow life My mind is ill, my misgivings & sorrows slice Like a diamond through steel, I’m living with Apollo’s wife I should be grinning, hallowed & righteous At moments I am, atonement is my plan But until then, I instill gems & kill dens of demons to reach it, rebirth them with teachings & build with friends, we speak of the Earth’s secrets But what of it’s problems, the warring of its inhabitants The Third World’s horrors & the blasphemous nature of its patrons, colonizers created its conditions And miserly sated their illness as they raped and pillaged Don’t be surprised if there’s sedition We hear statistics, nobody bothers to mask them Nobody bothers to ask what they can do to change them Bask in the truths of your brain stem Don’t be passively subdued by the main men Plotting your demise, brewing it in strange dens Watch me as I rise like a hawk in the skies With the beauty of Rainmen, my duty is to tame them who strayed from the path that’s eightfold & preyed on the passive, stray souls That gathered grey gold in their mining ventures I am my mind’s apprentice I abide by my higher self & it’s shamanic senses, I’m onyx tempered I shine with each colour on the sonic spectrum My timeless & meek brothers Feel my phonics lectures I’m no conqueror or jester I don’t seek to be dominant or pester Gestures of Love reign supreme There’s no shame in dreaming Look above as the rain is cleaning Your soul, cleansing it from fiending ghouls Demeaning your goals so you never reach themSever them and impeach them Better men with teachings Follow the Light of the Goddess’ path Don’t lead a hollow life in God’s wrath Be at odds with your past Dodge ghastly presences Ask for Heaven-sends instead Sever the seven heads of the Beast Inside you, thriving in your subconscious Don’t taunt it, either tame it or conquer it Fame is a monster you shouldn’t seek Seek the good & the meek