Feelings Be The Oxygen - Poem by Dexsta Ray
We're loaded completely
With various types of findings
Fairly bright but hiding
Chaired to fight the blindness
Owning motives of freeing
With care to smite the violence
Feeding off the wheat!
Let that season talk to me!
To call the ink the muse's blood
So many rooted buds
So to loose and scud like some nitros to speed!
But a couple of views bug...
How the devil spew his mud
As a human, you should feel, before you live entombed and such
I think poet should do as much
If what that is what was set
And validation ain't required But
I feel the feelings heightened
Love, angst, happiness, grief
Attach them to me
'Cause life is all about the moment in a sense
If it's lust
People still dive wholesome in the midst (but that's a sin)
These are feelings too...
Oxygen, is so, 'cause without it, we are concealed and mute
Turn us into stones so nobody care to field the Truth
Come outside of society where the tides recede
Aligning to the blinding schemes
Defining all the little youths
Feel free to speak up
Or risk a life of shadows
You don't have to do it, but if so, that's a higher channel
You don't have to keep up
Just set your own value
Jesus saves our souls
He condones all but wrong prattle
For we're in a strong battle
It's a true experience
Living in the flesh and living right don't mean that you a sinner
Actually, you a winner
Ballot my vote
With oxygen is life and feeling
As the Crafter has mold.
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