Over Stand

Reminiscent of vision

Yet to take shape

I relate to the inner voice

That paints life a miracle

Obstacles become building blocks

And I forget what has been lost

By climbing on the Rock

Safety a matter of thinking not speech

Safely under the security of bigger and better things

My dreams sweet like cotton candy

Melting on a mind

Delicious

Sometimes

I rise higher than I knew possible

And I need not

Though I want a lot

I am full of love and life

Knowing being wronged doesn't mean I am right

I eat of knowledge and drink in truth

Feasting on eternal things

For what is of this earth shall surely die

Pass away like desert sands

Carried in the winds of change

But true substance remains

And stains a society that shuns pureness

Replacing honesty with piety

Engrained in the brains of gluttony

Grasping for straws while losing it all

For minutes spent in shadows

I watch us fall

But we don't comprehend

The severity of greediness

Quick minutes of selfish gratification

Breeds death

And I dream

That the Life in me would resurrect a dying age

Before the pages turn

And history burns our names

Erasing us from the beauty we once were

As we shuffle along as victims

Forgetting we are more than conquerors

I dream that our speech will be fruity

Dropping seeds of encouragement

Our new duty to raise a righteous nation

Calling darkness dark

And introducing light to the youthful minds blinded

By things that only appear to shine

Because being golden is a refined state of mind

That chooses to live instead of die