There was once peace…

Where did we go wrong?

GI Toys branded on each brain?

Competitive habits and ladder climbing games, did those steal our ways to stay sane?

Do we ever witness the crumbles or are the headlines locking us in a daze?

No trail back to the beginning, we’ve washed it over with religion…

Forced our hearts to fit the already established pictures.

Will we see it in our generation?

Can we give rise to ascension and coalitions over violence and competition?

Lost humans…a trail of tears centuries long…

Death to the planet and yet we still pay it no mind.

The codes we scan have become all that we fight to keep in our right hand…

The left, now left with only a line to the heart within.

Still no feelings, no vibrations of healing.

Even with our automated attachment to the form that keeps us faith filled in some sort of human healing…

We are capable of healing, self and the imaginary divided nations.

We are statues of life, with ability to move…

Can we move our minds to illuminate a path forward, ignoring the pains on the path we’ve for generations walked over?

Faith filled, one day and always…

We can do better, and we will find a way to heal self and the planet.

Shine your flashlight…this is our-story.

The story of our time’s lifestyles, it’s time we did some new planning.