Feet on the ground Head in the clouds.
I've always looked up at the stars and just wondered could they be holes on heavens floor? or .. recarnation? have you ever thought about if your gonna live better in your next life or be the man at the stop light asking for money? Have you ever stopped and thought about what are the things that bring joy to your life? or about the people who have walked in to your life made you hurt but have taught you lessons? but we fuck up more then priest that hear confessions.. Or why we always seem to easily break up a friendship .. and make up over and over again with a man we THINK we love . Have you ever wondered what it is that drives you wild? Or if there really is more then one god like there were in ancient greek .. what were the things that changed us? broke us ? & why did we allow them to .. have you ever wondered what brings day and night? or what the man next door thinks of you and the way you carry yourself? have you ever thought about what makes people hate .. what brings rage to there mind .. when coming out the womb there minds were so innocent .. Have you ever sat in a room full of people and felt alone? what made you fall in love with your first love .. & if it meant the world to you .. why did you let it go? what ever happened to " i have a dream " when so much racism still exist .. have you ever wondered how are churches are so rich but there so much poverty? have you ever thought about why teachers keep so many secrets from us? Why were drugs ever made? How is it possible to clone a human, but the cure for aids and cancer has not yet been found? is it because they get rich off of treatments? or why do we kill our own flesh and blood .. or why enemies come and go .. but friends stay and betray? have you ever thought about what makes a person take their own life and treat it unworthy?
I wonder ..
have you ever believe that trees and plants and grass and flowers all communicate, and we think we are the only living things living here? or how were people really created? why is birth happier then death when we are probably living in hell but we just call it earth? or if your next door neighboors ever killed, raped, hurt, or are full of depression when they wave your way? What ever makes a person a person? A man a great man .. a woman a strong woman .. and a child just a child? life is full of questions, lessons, betrayal, honor, dishonor, love, hate, war, peace, but its all in your mind .. live it wisely .
because this is a rich mans world .. we live & die .. & the wheels on the bus go round & round .
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