Waking up listening to a sermon
Shifting the mind towards the light
We played the airplane game
Where you’re mama holds you
And moves you in a way where you can pretend you’re flying through the air
I put hands up like you could bump into them
But just at the last moment I open them up
Like a portal as your head flies through
You get a look on your face
Which pure excitement
The thrill of life embracing you in total
Almost like a heavy guitar player having a spiritual connection
The excitement and wonder
How easy is it for us to make this amusement park ride
There is nothing greater than you my child
Flying through the air on wings of love
The world outside
Insane and wild
But you the song within the dove
Somewhere nowhere
We’ll keep you safe
Emotional tides
A world of death
A world of light
Of love
Of sorrows
Building dreams
On every breath
When you fly
Your face goes wild
Excitement breaks the chains in you
I am here to give you shelter
And be the one that’s coming through
Be for you
When you are down
Be for you
When you are up
To help your blindness look around
To try and fill your empty cup
You my queen my heart of wonder
The little one
Child of grace
Oh how I love to see you shudder
Excitement blooms
Out of your face.
What a joy you are.
And what gift
As the world turns the screws
Making people more desperate
With the charged bad news
They pushing the municipal workers
To either get the shot
Or lose their jobs without pay
Thousands will become un employed
Right as winter approaches and inflation goes nuclear
How many angry
Hungry people who have been backed up into possible corners
Does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
To screw a city?
To screw the foundation of America
A friend of mine saw me last night
And said hey you got a second
He’s a firefighter
He said he became one to make his family proud
Also a musician
A good dude
Already had covid
Understands that he has natural immunity
Understands that many injuries are being reported
Understands that many deaths are occurring as well.
Understands that this isn’t a vaccine at all
But gene therapy
Highly experimental with no long term data
Understands that the third booster is already in the arms of the ones who are afraid
Or he’ll bent on compliance
Understands that to acquiesce to this is to let a part of him go
As he watches many in his department begrudgingly acquiesce and then instantly regret it.
They been punctured and penetrated
Became they were put in a desperate situation
With new families to care for
New babies to provide for
The level of manipulation and coercion is over the top
And some will fold
But some will not
Many know
Know that folding means putting their lives in danger
And taking an unnecessary risk that is neither safe nor effective
And if it was either of those things
It would be fine to leave it to each person to decide in the privacy of their consciousness
He understands all this
And yet in another week or so
He will be jobless without any prospects
Heading into winter
In New York City
Him and countless others just like him
Gutting our fire department
Gutting our police force
Gutting sanitation
Gutting our medical community
Right when we are in the middle of this “pandemic”
And inflation as I said going through the roof
Shelves in stores empty
Supply shock occurring now
Liberal media telling people not to complain
The messaging being that all of this is normal
When it doesn’t take a genius to see the bomb being built before our eyes
The utter insanity that is caving in around us
The only question
Is when does the bomb go off?
We continued talking
Me and the firefighter
I confessed that usually view this from my personal experience
Having to rebuild my career as well
Having a new child as well
But seeing what’s going on here
The silence of peers beginning to make me sick
Complying with evil finally makes you evil
And silence is no excuse
At a certain point silence is no excuse
So many healthcare workers
Firemen
Police and sanitation about to be jobless
And then homeless in a New York City winter
As the city goes mad with the world burning down
Supply shock on the shelves
Led by a psycho clown
At certain point silence won’t be forgiven
We are probably there
Now
And if we aren’t we certainly will be soon
But we keep all this from you
We keep you flying through the air
We keep that excitement on your face
As we shield you
From the worlds despair
I love you baby
I’m gonna ride my bike to the lighthouse
Under the george Washington bridge
And stretch my body
In the cool wind of winter coming
I can’t wait for us to be able to talk about this
In the otherside
Of the world caving in.