a feeling, a positive, positive feeling bringing the horizon of jubilation to a head a hope, a fact, a destination...a station of knowing, there's a purpose before we are dead waiting to die, dying to live why do we lie, where should we give? glorious sky, nourishing earth why life as babies from our time of birth? looking ahead for goodness to come devaluing consumption and trying to win living true freedom bringing organic peace peace...let us feel it
waste not want not on building an empire with center as self on destroying everything that is feared to destroy on boarders and barriers, on defenses and sides
hoping for a prompt laying down arms knowing after all they cant last forever dreaming of soldiers new assignments on farms remembering there is never a perfect remedy releasing the tight fisted obsession to protect standing in light is the mystery of night inviting friends and foes to come and see being vulnerable, living humble and true uniting with those who have no cover breaking the walls, the hoods, the masks and images of right or cool
waste not, want not on killing innocent, on killing killers on determining our value based only on acts on struggling to sheild our backs from the stabs to free from the lie to live as we'll die
not hiding from the tortures and pangs of pain not denying we will often find ourselves confused living, being becoming joyful while we suffer
waste not, want not on pretending we've pieced the puzzle together on always testing everything and everyone around on hating, avenging, hunger and violence
cloaks and chains disintegrate in the presence of compassion optimism, reverent trust, assurance, and expectancy