Do You Really Think?

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Do you really think

all you’re here to do is sit in a pew

or a cubicle zoo?

Lay on the couch?

Drift through life?

Lie to your spouse

About who you really are?


Do you really think

God is found in a place

Other than your heart?

That there’s only one way,

And if you don’t follow it, you’re condemned?

That we’re to follow a book of rules?

Do you really think God thinks we’re fools?


Do you really think

Going to school gives you an education?

That it’s not just indoctrination?

To live someone else’s life

Pay your taxes

Buy shit you don’t need

Paint on a smile


Do you really think

If you thought for yourself,

You’d have the same friends?

Would they reject you, shame you

Talk about you behind their hands?

Call you lost, call you crazy

Because you’re not one of them?


You are here to do something great;

Something important,

something brave.

You are a whole human with a wild soul;

A work of cosmic art.

You are free.

You are no one’s slave.

Time is a Mother

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Time ain’t a father

She’s a mother

She’ll make you cry

she’ll make you sing

Time is a mother

You can’t control her

She’ll whip your ass

She’ll heal your pain

Time is a mother

She’s fast like a dream

She’s slow like Sunday

She’s not what she seems

Time is a mother

And soon you’ll be gone

But she will live on forever

And no one will catch her

Split Being

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How sweet and sour the soul

On whose weariness takes its toll

Yet onward marching we go

Carrying within us hearts full.

Gratitude and doubt interwoven

Thread of sorrows softly spoken

Spooling out into a life unfolding

Stitched together with soul awoken.

In each dichotomy lies a clue

Find the harmony between two

From this tension song will spring

Revealing to all both sides of you.