Truth,
we poets always speak of truth,
but be careful of our lies
which is to say pay attention
didn't you hear me?
I SAID! PAY! ATTENTION!
The universe is screaming at you from every direction!
Would you even recognize it if it hit you in the face?
Or would you reject it and let it sit there motionless in place
Oh You can only guess as to what I'm hinting at
Complexity laid bare only to be made simplistically flat
Oh but don't even make me mention how these words were arranged
Flip, pivot, twist and jump, from another dimension letters seem to change
and only makes sense to the seemingly wise and deranged
And the only difference between the two
is how clear the picture that he drew
When the truth hits you at last
You'll recognize it right away from
the intense sonic blast
It'll flow into your ears and swim like a tadpole in a pond
This conversation we're having might take days or even months to respond
It'll twirl and shift and sink into that skull
and one day when the sky is very grey and dull
You'll steal my words from inside of you
And make something fresh and excitingly new
Who owned these things to begin with who ever knew?
Like hollowed out temples we wander each verse
But the truth is as much a gift as it is a curse
Do you even want that burden to bear?
ignorance is bliss, this to you I swear!
So Come climb the mountain if you dare!
But first you have to come climb down off of your own
So something delightfully wonderous and new can be known
I could tell you the secret to the meaning of life
and pierce your heart like the edge of a knife
But Would you even remember it 30 seconds from now?
I've once long before already told you how!
Maybe it wasn't me necessarily from which it was heard
was he asian, african, white, or hispanic that you prefered?
Shit, the truth has already been told to you a million times
But you were too busy off chasing shiny little dimes!
But pay close ATTENTION
Damn it, this I already mentioned!
Our mouths are silver trumpets playing this tune
We bask in each others radiance like the sun at high noon
Shit I could be saying gibberish and I'd still be understood
because long ago we gave up all this language for good
I could say these same lines rearranged in any tongue
But you'd still hear because from my heart it is sung
hold out your hand and let the gold dust slip inbetween your fingers
and maybe if your lucky a few specs will stay and linger
The sensation is fleeting, just as it always is
Like a thunderous roar thats faded to a fizz
All we ever have that exists is whatever we focus on
Deep from within the abyss a faint star will dawn
With dedication and perserverence we'll draw in the lines
So others can see and learn from our signs
and over time that star will indeed begin grow
and from it over saturated wisdom will glow
Damn it! Are any of you paying attention?
Listen closely theres always another added dimension
Stop putting away time for yet another rainy day
your jar is already overflowing and to your dismay
your stuck here wishing you did something remotely worth while
So take all this in, all you can do is really smile
The clock is ticking faster than you think
So pour your jar in a glass and take a drink
Because you'll forget this too just like all the rest
You'll tell yourself you won't but its only a guess
because this never happend, and We'll go back and pretend
Whatever you forget, just remember, you won't comprehend.
So I pray for you to begin to transcend
because this poem is now at its end
