Headshot

CATEGORY

life

 one must take out enough time to build a bridge to get a point across still the ear only hears what it wants to hear it's hard to break a heart of stone a stonecutter knows creativity is inborn like a nail is ingrown rise into the star you are and the light you will become life moves forward there may not always be sun light is not guaranteed to stay on change is normal same is not don't waste time waiting for opportunity to knock when you know time is not raise the frequency up the watt handle with caution the mind is a tinderbox it's a powder keg rooted in the locs it's easy to turn a milestone into a pile of rocks shattering a mirror into a pile of glass reflection is known to crack take a crack at it and see for yourself peace and good health is the prerequisite of wealth the hungry will take a fool for food and make a meal out of stool "hungry yet" the nougats in the nugget who drew the line that cannot be crossed sitting on a sh*t pile it stinks to high heaven like a heap of dung there's no gun control yet we are told to hold our tongue because what we say might hurt someone's feelings meanwhile the mass shooter's out there killing everyone in sight since I can't say nothing I'm gone write no matter what side of the fence we're on it's still a war going on who wouldn't be scared to come outside the one beside you can turn on you anytime anything can pop off anytime it pays to read the warning signs yet those who've read can't instruct us on what to do in perilous times in the lie of the land in a land of lies truth cannot be told "that's no lie" on the stage where we improvise in mourning by morning after settling in at night self reflection becomes crystal clear in a broken mirror of smoke it's evident the one who started the fire is the one who lit the flint you need not ask "what's that smell" when you know the scent of a dying nation