Tag: mindfulness

The Oppressive Class

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The oppressive class
Think that their power will always last
And they’re always doing it for a reason 
Til their punishment is open season 
And the subordinates get even
With people they don’t want to be believing 
And you could say that kindness kills
And good intentions and foreign wills
Mask the wound as the blood spills 
Out onto my shirt
It may have hurt
When they struck me down
But I’m not giving up on this down 
And it is for my own health
They say they must steal my wealth 
From me 
But there is something that will always be free
In the green, green grass of home 
There is something that you have never known 
As you paint a beach of waifs 
But I am not trying to escape 
The cup that’s been handed to me
I’m just trying to reflect the free
In the prism that casts it’s hues
And he people who pay their dues 
In the mindfulness class
It is not part of the past
But of the Now
And I know you will realise somehow 
What I’ve been trying to express
In my state of undress 
As I spell it out in monotones
What I couldn’t hide from iPhones
As they responded to my touch
And scared away what I loved so much 
Into the fold of open season
Have you ever loved someone without reason?

Burning Love

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All these people who kill my vibe 
Does death even know that I’m alive
And they stuck a knife in me from the back
I really wasn’t ready for the attack
From my nearest and dearest and friends who are foes
And it’s all rebel business and anything goes 
As we arm up for a showdown 
But I’m short on food so I’ll head into town
And sweat bullets down the aisle
Cue me on time to smile
When the moment requires
Do you see all these grapevine fires
Lighting me up
It kinda caught on, this burning love

Compassion For The Chinese

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I read somewhere about the practice of compassion
That those in Tibet 
Have for those who inflict pain
And that even grass needs the rain
And I don’t mean to make comparison to a bullet
But it was as though you held the trigger and pull it
As it’s facing me
And I’m shot through but it sets me free
As I collapse on the green floor in the Convent Of Mercy
We can’t wait for things to get worse, we
Must take action now 
And cultivate the mindful way
That it’s not in what people say
It’s the silence behind the word
That the monumental is heard 
And I took tea with the Lord 
And He instructs 
I look at the world and it seems fucked 
But I rise every day to the light
And I’m willing to stand with my brother in the night 
Til the dawn breaks across the land
The earth may be turning to sand 
But the soul is beginning to wake
Out of the bodies that it take 
To experience the life of the dual
And I may be a fool
But I gotta get back up
Every time that cup
Is slapped out of my hand 
If you understand 
Follow the path
Coz the demon’s wrath
Is threatening it all
But we can be the architects of the downfall
Of the season of hate
The time is Now, don’t wait

Rockets

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I was just walking home with Daz
Wondering about that shine he has
And I would’ve asked him up
If I thought he’d’ve wanted a cup
Of tea to warm our bones
Coz we are so far from home
Here in this big city
And it’s a bit shitty
I never told you how I felt
Never let on the cards were dealt
The first time you smiled at me
You know you made me feel pretty
And I feel so aged and old
But it’s not too late for our story to be told
And I wonder how you are
Did you find a star
To shine as bright as you do
And do I still mean something to you?

Mindfully

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All I want is a little space to be me
Space to breathe with dignity
And not have to explain
Why I stand for hours under the rain
Because I love the sky in purpled hues
As much as you love deeper blues
And you tell me I must move to the beat
But I love the stillness in my defeat
And sigh
I am not tormented by goodbye
But recognise
All that lives surely dies
As a sunrise must set
I must be born into the jet
Black of another night
Before the orb will reignite
And all I ask is space to contemplate
Without being hushed out of that state
And told and told again and again
Please go back to remember when
When you were bustling and unique
But I was crying beneath the sheets
Because I could never measure up
To the standard of love
And when I let it go
I didn’t change, I just came to know
That I as I am is more than enough
I hope you can recognise me, dove