Mind Peace
I give out, a piece of mind
to add peace to your pierced mind
through spheres that nevermind
we mature fears on rumoured grapevines
ones that barrel whines and cries
hide beneath tears that torn fabrics would conceal
in time we lose, or times we've lost
and untimely losses cause more than a cost
so we slave away for the pot of greens we burn
and lay hungry night after night for the peace we yearn
or rather a piece of the beast we kill within
and die ourselves sin after sin
we still reside where flies walk and sharks fly
in water, and with each sip, we die
as though we were shot with poison tips, we still rise
like the sun, and in our horizon we decide
which is ground and which is sky.
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