Spirit of Now
My direction of seas
At least the one I left
As a clue to go on
And not to give up the fight
Because it all comes down
To the power of the write
Trashed is not Love
Nor should ever it be
I learned on my own
My professor was me
Love is not a sell out
Nor something you whore
But an intricate bond
That means something much more
I don't have to push when I write to you
But I do have to for him
For the goddess bitch burn
She is on his arm
The word revolting will do
He gambled his charm
And he lost it full view
My mind won't settle
My hair's a mess to
I'm not dying for a point
Of nature follow through
And orbs don't come as angels
That's just time traveling on through
You know that
By the Ruby you hold
The same as I do
When my mom's story unfolded
I can't compromise on what I know is quite wrong
Imagination is one thing
But to hurt another is wrong
If the dragon's a player
Then out comes the slayer
And the wizard dies on his song
Coz the BIG GUY says
That shit is wrong!
