Loose Lyrics #35 | Original poetry by Dookiebrownflow
Polluted
Damn the devil ruthless
What to do with
On one hand I'm all natural and organic
My other 14 phalnges
take part in the damage
Those clouds ain't god sent
fill them up with toxins
Prescribe prescriptions
effect your afflictions
fulfilled by doctors
That's the doctrine
Pay papes to live
insured you wont afford this life
Poision strikes
unaware of what organite is
Absorb the light
And drink lots of water
Inhale then exhale
I join my hands in grace
pray that you rest well
I'm blessed to be aware of an exit
In time the box confines a billion
Devised a plot and lie to children
Holograms will fly thru buildings
What is learned permits us
To find ways to circumvent
3 eyes scan the sky's
in search to spot the firmament
God is love and life is all
now merge with it
The grass ain't green its dead from dye
Spraying metals lead in sky's
I ink a line that's alkaline
Ya body thrives in PH of 7.5
Look above the sky done changed
See the world thru wider frames
Suckas drop a lot of names
But never seem to cast a line to save
Rain o rain don't go away
Please just stay another day
Needing mother natures ways
To purify and pour to rebuild strength
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