FleshIn the end life is sex,
It is pleasure and animal instincts,
All the philosophy goes down the drain,
Joy of the flesh is what remains.
So eat all the ice cream you want,
Waste no time chasing ideas,
Don't stop to think more than twice,
Enjoy your body, ignore your brain.
ExhaustionTempted to give in and fall into the abyss
Wondering what it would be like to give in to this
Feeling of exhaustion through out body and mind
If we did what would we find?
Can we hide here in the dark?
Would we lose what sets us apart?
Or would we find something else
A different part of ourselves
Its so tempting to just let go
Loosing the will to still say no
To live in constant hibernation
Its such a strong temptation
To cut ourselves off them everything
To distance ourselves from anything
To let ourselves become numb
To let ourselves succumb
The Man from Above
Fireflies fell from the skies,
And burned brightly in his eyes.
The light of the stars caressed his hair,
And from the breath of his lips there came sweet air.
All that he thought came alive and true,
And so he turned the sky a purest blue.
From his heart he wept a river so still,
That in turn our hearts it did fill.
And knowing his work was almost done,
He called to the fireflies and born was the sun.
With all of his life now given to us,
The stars of his smile then faded to dust.
With a final wave of his hand, swept the sands of time,
And left this world for the truly divine.
The man from above,
Who taught the world what it is to love.