Quintessence Poem by GodBody O.G

folding into myself to become the fifth element
studying all religions and what it is they meant
enlightenment can be quindecennial to most looking
but it's my mind that I seem to be stuck in
I think about why it is people are so stubborn
unable to see the evil of those that govern
we work so hard until out hairs are grey
getting next to nothing for a back breaking day
I sit back pretending to like those I hate
wondering if wanting higher pay makes me fake
so I try to leave money alone and focus on living
stole so much pain so I gotta focus on giving
searching for the purest form I can take
knowing an eternity in hell is what's at stake
embodying the same things I used to doubt
back when I was in the streets holding major clout
praying to God before I sit down and meditate
searching the cosmos for that quintessencial state