Pigs, Birds, and Buffalo

Stuck with my life and a pen to write

I’ll take these words and set them for flight.

I’ll give in to sublimity cause I got infinity.
Time is the matter I’m speaking of.
Let go of the noose that cuts your roots
And feel free to dive right in.
Up above in the air they’ll fly
Like the Wright brothers and birds in the sky
And flow they’ll go until you know
Just how I cope with life.
It often goes bust and brings on the hate
Just another problem in this societal fate
Like cop cars rolling up in front of the gate.
Police riots force you out of your place,
And all this enforces me to loose my state.
The sublimity I knew comes rushing through
Like a stampede of buffalo from extinction.
but i got my feeling to continue on.
Better roll some joints to settle what's wrong.
To ease the situations i have no control over.
To feel the vibrations better than ever
or just to get lost within my translations.
Totally lost within this great nation
Finding sublimity in damnation
Feeling a float drinking to cope
It’s all to bear this damned generation.
And what do you think it’s all about
I’m sure you’re filled with doubts.
Flesh and bone not paper or stone
But one damned human to be.
And don’t you see it’s beautiful
To do what you feel you should.
That’s where I find the sublimity
To write these words of sincerity.