Tuesday, August 3, 2010

if you can

If you can, you must
And if you can’t….trust
That there’s a will and a way to play the game to save face
Replace all the damage done, see the lives won, loves lost
Those who came across true passion from words and worlds passed
Mysteries crashed, timeless echoes from masters, who had all the answers
Of how to survive and thrive on honest energy, loving daringly
The person within who was created divine
From a place we can only find when we take the time to let go
And grow into natural beings, and be for the believing
Take no survivors, for it is us we are killing, shilling for shilling
Our actions speak volumes, voicing how come
We just can’t break free from our demons
Our reasons to hide or bribe our guides
Our distractions, our lackadaisical reactions
To coming to grips with the gifts we’ve been given
Despite the prisons we lock ourselves in
Afraid to bust open the cell walls of our story
Our delusional glory, the good and the evil, the comedy, the tragedy,
Our play playing out, our minds caught in deserts drought
Of monotonous manifests, socialized disenchantment
The way we were taught and all that we bought
The systems, the lies, the uttered cries we will never forget
As we regret getting lost on this set of our own show
Our lives being told by a narrator who doesn’t know
You, a director who never met
Yet, he knows all the jokes
Listen, as he provokes this all to stop the madness, stop searching for happiness
Create it as it was given, hidden in blessings of talents worth addressing
Motives worth unfolding, years of hidden holdings
Drop the façade, wad up the script, the costume, your false lips
And meditate on a new beginning, levitate beyond these sold out endings
Make a mark worth making, strike a path worth creating
Open your heart to your dreams and your soul to your drive
Act on salvation, be patient in your creation
You came from a purity worth recognizing, a perfection worth glorifying
Remind yourself of your divinity and the infinity of the power you hold
Working in accordance with life’s true goals
This is your warning, your wake up from death’s mourning
Open your eyes to the possibilities imaginable, the pursuits available
Neglect is not an option, regret, only a past emotion
Make yo’ momma proud, step beyond the crowd
And unfold the wings desperate for air, the petals awaiting unanswered prayers
For sunshine and lust, the harmony that has been hushed
Begin…today, right here…now
If you can, you must…and if you can’t…trust.

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