You listen
but you can't hear me What your missin' Is the reason you fear me I was only wishin' The message was clear to see But in a voiceless prison I am here to be Low ceiling My shoulders healing Won't be concealin' The things we're feelin' It's truth I'm drug dealin Truth is the drug I'm dealin What is my meanin My voice is obscenin' Our wounds I'm cleanin Hope is still gleamin' Cuz it's truth I'm drugdealin' And it's got an addictive feelin' Too hot for a jacket Your skin, the heat will crack it We're livin' in the losin bracket If you're dealin' truth, we'll back it I provide the sound You provide the feelin' Tokin' all around Cos it's truth I'm drugdealin' Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard
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The writing flows to where I want it to be
Chopin in the background brings cinematic quality But my words don't grow if you don't pass their test My pen makes mind better, but you make it best Won't be free till we aren't seen as others Tear up all the walls, raze all the cover Together, we gotta open up so nothing true can hide We'll deconstruct all barriers and see into all other sides Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard All I see is little white names on a monstrous black background
Ominous memorials dominate our little lost town Just another wall to help us drown more of our sorrows down Still we never learn from these walls or our brothers in the ground Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard Rushin to a gap in the system
They exist everywhere, but you don't know why you missed them The word I give only you hope can christen As a prophecy in my martyrless religion As I don't believe the existance of a system In black and white this spark has its baptism Our shared eyes experience our entwined vision And all remnants of light will still bleed through the schism As a prophecy in my martyrless religion Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard This fine Nation
Military misplacin Where goin to war For the violence whores Through the education We seek peace evermore We won't stop our demonstrations Til killin's last cessation No room for argumentation I'll be time's biographer Twenty-first century troubadour For harmony to bond us to the core And please listen to my labrador Ya gotta mix it up To fix it up Til Water in every cup The fever will erupt Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard These are some impressions of politic nuisance
Too raw for mass production to put them to uses But the Boss I follow with a confident smile Sum good the only virtue on which I rely I watched the television Smart bombs of stupidity Help children die with precision Faces burned with lividity Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard When industrial revolution
Is without a viable solution When mass production Is perverted into mass destruction When food only feeds the wealthy And the hungry never get healthy And when the cure doesn't heal To tyranny and terror the poor ones kneel History always full of Jesus Who of our sins they all relieved us Where did they go to now We killed them all but how While you bicker where dividing lines go Placing them all around to and fro They don't ever help me know, though Through them I will always go I guarantee you'll still be bitchin If you beat all the competition With Rivalry your only mission To Number Zero, your ambition I know for truth that you be wishin I'll try to find some if you want to listen I wanna help us in our condition Let's show each other some of what-your-missin A noun too flawed to conceive You know that you'll never retrieve The thing that you call your vengeance In only love I believe And I truly deplore Those sad ones who wouldn't die for The love of their descendants Don't succumb to their presence In only love I believe Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard Please play with me a game
Where rules never stay the same It's neither monopoly Or silly Parcheesi I'm no good with strategy Trivial pursuit or jeopardy Perhaps some wordplay with Taboo Is that what you'd like to do? No, you say. That's not the one How about some Twenty-One Please Play with me a game Where rules never stay the same Is D&D more your forte? What games do you like to play? Maybe a classic game of chess I've got a friends who play the best Is that a poker face you've got At five card stud I've played a lot My favorite of all time, is Life, I say Coz rules don't matter once you learn how to play Maybe that's the one we're looking for One games not enough tho, let's play some more For life's impossible with one set of rules So let's use them not as walls but as tools Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard My dad brought me to a game feed once
Where you can eat whatever meat you like The tables filled with the variety of life Where not a morsel was put to waste He showed me many things Never being too late Pitching to the plate On my own I try to sing My music from him originates Always tried to educate My coming of age awaits Still wait for my first date Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard Live it all simple
Mind makes it large And your workings will baffle All without your charge It was my obsession Won't relearn its lesson I wish I could stay But it went away Forward I still go Laughing much so Outside I am though Try not to cry I must go inside Following the flow Beauty's what I will show This branch will grow To where I won't know It's maze I uproot To share its fruit Play with these toys To strengthen the soil And I vied Move to the other side The fence I won't hide I tear down my pride Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard |
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September 2016
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