The main thing keeping me encaged,
A self inflicted venom, provoked by them, who keep the poison hidden, But we are to get rid of it, when we’re hit,
By the unseen needles they need us to be idle to drive our minds off a cliff, dwindling any wit that still remains,
Scooping up any sense of autonomy, monopolizing what is rightfully mine, robbing me blind.
I react against any attack, Meditative prayers send them packing,
They lose, for they’re the ones who signed a pact, to unleash discord among the world,
And what we have is the Word, the righteous vibration that obliterates any trace of wicked existence, it’s already been written,
When you’ve witnessed prophecies unfold, behold your very eyes, it becomes easy to see,
Sometimes it feels like I’m the last one of my tribe, I take no bribes, no matter how high, the price will never suffice eternal life,
Our home goes beyond this earthly dome, no matter how much knowledge you acquire, wisdom is still required,
Even then we’re still limited until our lives become infinite.