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The beautiful feeling of a morning breeze
that comes and goes as it brushes your cheeks.
Relaxing the mind and bringing peace,
I think the Lord's in a good mood to tease.
But how can this be,
because when my eyes open and
my vision catches glimpses of my surroundings
demons are the only thing I can see.
Fragments of the Lord's light dimming all around me.
Is this some kind of trickery?
Am I trapped within the Devil's illusions
or is my mind causing mass confusion.
Because the touch of reality is what I'm losin'.
Eyes full of sin, retna is bruisin.
Inside my body the temperature's rising
melting the bones that rest beyond
the pigmentation of this loose skin.
Did an evil entity trespass or
was I the fool who let him in.
So I look for answers and the Pastors
tell me the truth is within.
But nothing resides inside me because I lack a soul,
emotions and feelings are being
sucked into this hidden black hole.
So I ask God to free me from this crazy world
I'm tired of seeing crack fiends
throwin' away their baby boys and girls,
men worshiping materials and giving their
women blood diamonds in the shape of pearls.
Tired of bills and regulations
that spend money on prisons and
recreating neighborhood pavements
instead of institutions that hold education.
Leaving all the choices to the government and
making wreckless decisions is the Devil's enslavement.
So again I ask God please, but wait.
The feeling of a morning breeze
that comes and goes as it brushes your cheeks.
Relaxing the mind and bringing peace.
I think the Lord's in a good mood to tease.
Angelo Martinez©
