I got a hunch…..
A need to scratch this itch
Caught up in this vibe
Hard to describe is the cry
Choked up in tears feeling alive
Origins arranged by smitten
Following thru although forbidden
Hidden deep inside disguised as cells
Impaling my direction by insurrection
My will is automatic to this comply
Wonders are afterthoughts producing Why?
Like why did I hurt the ones I love?
How can I forsake the Mightiest Spirit Above?
Continuously falling back into this slide
Traveling yet being carried by forces in nature
Never noticed for certain until overtaken
To awaken in possession of feelings traded in spirit
Silently ravaging a purported reality or causality
Exercising sound judgments but not hearing self clearly
As bright and shiny apparitions of glistening principalities
Beguiled by the mistake in sowing seeds in rights only for need
So fruit is continuously produced to feed nations of suicide
Affluence laughs at the folly of multitudes consumed by “the” urge…….
Survived throughout time is the ascendant Urge
Found and heard in and at a place within known as PEACE ……
Find and feed the Urge for Peace in Everything and Self Constantly!!