So much lost time.
Hope you're in the right place
at the right time, or at least not
the wrong place at the wrong time,
because they come for you if you're
the wrong religion or the wrong gang,
and they're coming with bombs and guns.
They're young and don't yet understand time.
In the Name of Religion
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Re: In the Name of Religion
I have no fear - I hope they -the people that continue conflict
If I die - I die
But I do not like people’s choices eliminated
Bombs and guns and children on medication
I need more money
I need more time
I really don’t need what I want
As seen : that time when you got exactly what you wanted but realized you wished for the wrong thing
And had to erase that and start over
My God was the ocean
Then it was staying alive in a world of total insanity
Inspiration
Exasperated
I dream bigger dreams about art schools
I need more money
I want to be able to share
In a good way
Beautiful as bliss can be on an island in the sea
I had to come to the reality
That people there have a flare
For mud and rain
In New York it seemed
All I dreamed
Was of a man
Your father
For s o long
Love was my God my religion
I am an old hippie
I was naive
But I was happy
Christ was sort of a stranger at my mothers house
She did ooooommmmm for awhile
Metal sculpture and painting was the god
In the 1970s
So was I intrigued with energy and l s d
I saw God
Inside you
If I die - I die
But I do not like people’s choices eliminated
Bombs and guns and children on medication
I need more money
I need more time
I really don’t need what I want
As seen : that time when you got exactly what you wanted but realized you wished for the wrong thing
And had to erase that and start over
My God was the ocean
Then it was staying alive in a world of total insanity
Inspiration
Exasperated
I dream bigger dreams about art schools
I need more money
I want to be able to share
In a good way
Beautiful as bliss can be on an island in the sea
I had to come to the reality
That people there have a flare
For mud and rain
In New York it seemed
All I dreamed
Was of a man
Your father
For s o long
Love was my God my religion
I am an old hippie
I was naive
But I was happy
Christ was sort of a stranger at my mothers house
She did ooooommmmm for awhile
Metal sculpture and painting was the god
In the 1970s
So was I intrigued with energy and l s d
I saw God
Inside you
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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