Blessed be...
Said the little tree to me.
In between stages of it's growth and what it longed to be.
Standing tall like me...
Feeling strong like me....
That's just what it longed to be.

& Like that tree, I longed to be.....
Something that wasnt me.
I wanted to breathe as easy as the tree.

My metaphorphosis is near.
I just need to practice patience.
I yearn the trees' fragrance-


As much as I pretend to be content with who I am
I know I long for more....
The tree- alive just as I am- knows exactly what it's looking for.....

A chance to grow.

If I should do something about our current situation, what would I possibly do?
Shed light on it and shun the shamelessly Luke-like ones who demonstrate dark views?
How did they come to choose to side with the ones that are likely to lose?
From the book, I've learned to go with the most high.
I refuse to be bamboozled.
The low road is for the cursed toads.
Therefore, one of the best decisions in my life was that refusal.
I went along with it for quite some time.
My eyes are open now and I can finally see.
Standing before the shore as tall as I can be.
Took some time to get to this stage in me.
But Im blessed Ive found the strength to strengthen my spirituality.
Because in all actuality,
I need to be prepared for this war.
I realized shit isnt going back to how it was before.
When the world seemed sweet to me and I loved my Earth.
When I literally lived next door to a church.
I should have listened and not have cherished this dirt.
I should have instead kept God first.
I sinked in with the minority thats really majority.
These morons dont see it that way.
To them, peace- of mind was never a priority.
Similar minds think alike.
Which group do you belong to?

I know where I belong- & it's not with you.