I’m traveling 1000 miles an hour
I feel my power growing higher than the highest towers
Way ahead of my time information I devour
In the bowels of the system run by cowards
The present doesn’t understand me nor do I connect
Any attempt to define my character is incorrect
You can’t describe what’s already perfect
No understanding can be understood when you deep reflect
Only dissolving to the best when it is you who’s left
Retrospect take the time to check the dialect that’s said
And realize nothing comes close to what’s in your chest
The future isn’t here, the future isn’t now
Nor is the past a reality to now
All these thoughts are caught up in the clouds
How do I speak out to verberate the sound
Enough to terminate the foul, while the murder rate goes down?
Turn the page around, don’t lose ground
And focus on the underrated found
And when you got it let it go it isn’t true it’s just to prove
What you already knew that you are nothing if not the thoughts that you conclude
And what you do, to the spirit that you induce
Do you hear what I speak when these thoughts intrude
In the form of words that are known by few? LZ
10/22/2017