I know that I am unlearned,
Youíve got your good intentions,
thatís nice Ė nice Ė nice.
Spell your soul out with belongings.
Possessions, you are so careless Ė
you leave a piece of you behind
with everything you
Are you so reckless with your own soul
that if the world around you were destroyed
your identity would go up in flames?
Touch upon this,
If you were alone Ė lonely Ė lonesome,
If you were abandoned,
on you own,
are you not still whole?
Donít be a lover of cells and molecules.
Donít make love to lifeless things
for they will steal you
And yet, youíre the one with the hunger,
hungering for completeness.
I know this much about you,
youíre a stranger,
but I can read you Ė
because no matter what you say,
you wear your self-worth on your back.
On your face.
No matter what you say,
no matter how cold and guarded,
is bleeding out on your
Won't you, will you believe me?
Sometimes I think humanity has forgotten
how to admit the truth.
Love something lasting,
Love someone lasting.
Maybe you will find that this loyal friend
has gone-long-strongly collecting
the pieces of yourself you so recklessly lost.
Treasures of mortality will never fill you.
Donít lose yourself.
Do you really think the kings and sultans were satisfied?
Why do you think the reckless feral creature is self-satisfied,
even as they may starve?
Donít hunger for ancient fingerprints they lost.
Push it away,
take one love close,
run with the warrior who will fight for their own good.
Shame on princely wars in the name of courtiers.
I wonít join a the hierarchy of history.
I wonít compromise my self.
Iíll love and live until my body cannot support life,
I wonít stop living before then.
How about you,
You're bleeding life blood out that silken sleeve.