show me the sun
over-worded
underscored
bits and bytes are
making me bored
my mind has swallowed
my peace within
my intention’s crumbling
like a drunkard on gin
how i drank away my sorrows
and smoked out my pain
standing idly
in the pouring rain
transcendental matters
where i once did believe
appear now like capsules
from drug-dealer sleeves
and love apparently
the crowning glory
watered down now
by hollywood story
dispossesed of
meaningful angle
creative pursuits
effectively strangled
sure i can jump and
dance with glee
in fact it’s quite easy to
make people love me
but harder yet
to stay inspired
to stay where i am
and not get tired
perhaps i overspent
my faith
at summer parties
kneeling at heaven’s gates
and now i’m dealing
with the aftermath
a bloody world
and undefined path
i’ve said it before
and now again
inspiration is the key
so give me ten
somewhere in this dark
hole in my head
silver-tinged wisdom
refined from the lead
when i feel no inspire
when malfunction the soul
when shorted the wire
when i’m feeling real old
give me ten of them
- inspiration keys -
none of the bullshit
none of the glee
none of the ridiculous
tribal pride
like nationalist fervour
forced to take sides
but god my buddy
set me up one-on-one
jah my love
show me the sun