sparkle

on and on we move along time seems to go on expire every hour like media

 

showers the earths got the powers that grow the flowers every sense birth

 

we was all left with some kind of curse from the universe covers us all over

 

around us with greatness get a little older and you see things come out of

 

scary places or even faces moving shit in the room around you thought you

 

was going nuts then people think your on drugs with nothing left but shrugs

 

no hugs nothing left but bugs around start to talk to the ground man this pretty

 

profound feel like i am underground no sound not even a background beating

 

my head against the wall no ones going to hear me anyways in this down fall

 

on this planet your the door you just have to open it your the poet the rabbit

 

you could be the ratchet or the jacket wear it or use it theirs only two kinds

 

choose wisely and clearly in the mind you have a vision don't loose your

 

marbles to all of the gospel and then soon you will start to sparkle.