BLOODY NIGHTMARE

I take a look at myself

Flashback a raging fire that occured

I take a hand to my face

With the blood I can't seem to erase

Only then I knew that someone threw a brick at my face

I take a look at myself

Now I know it was all a dream

Mother Green

My Mother is my Nature
Wherever Green resides.
To hear the drum is the call of the wild.
To watch open-mindedly and peacefully
Is what I call safety
To be in this planet we call Earth
Oh there is so much that can grow
From the bottom of the food-chain
Yes it gives a flow
Of the vibe I feel for her
Caring for her is what should occur
Do your part
Do your best
Recycle please
And she'll take care of the rest
Treat her well
For she is one
She is the circle
That we call life
Love her foremost
Because without her we won't survive.

Nature vs. Nurture

They say that a stem of a Rose

isn't longer than a tree

What if you believed everything

was meant to be.

And everything we achieved

was no longer meant to be.

Give me a Rose

Give me a Tree

This is You

And this is me

Seceding from me

Is a never ending tragedy

Give me a reason

For it's a new season

Things die, Things grow

Some change, Some don't

It's a Circle of Life that we call home

And I am proud to be part of that whole.