Saturation my dear, Saturated.

I have leaped, jumped 

And stretched to my limit.

Still I find myself empty.

I have strived to pace with the world around me.

And lost my rhythm my body yearns to find.

I have learnt learnt and burnt for a living.

I have lost the tune my minds reminds me to sing.

With a stomach full of food a dog makes peace with himself.

Why do I need the higher to just sit with myself?

I deny myself of peaceful solitude to justify my distraction I hold on too.

Time ticks away like hand in your hand.

Waking up to another morning to grind.

A Handful of Earth

As gypsy woman unfolds your future through her crystal ball.

I unearth my ancestors in a handful of fertile soil.

So many battles fought.

So many lessons taught.

In this cycle of life,I still believe,

I am not the one to be caught.

While I sit here and rot.

As bussiness flourished,

Civilizations were nourished.

Gods remembered,

Lovers forgotten.

While boundaries were broken,

Truth remained sealed.

I stand here reminded of the greatness this land has borne.

I stand here reminded, born of a seed from this earth.

Only to return to this handful of soil as dust, to fertilize this earth again.