The question we must ask ourselves
What place it is we play
If consciousness is creative
How do we affect the coming day?
Do we live inside each drama
Giving life to each complaint
Voicing our conclusions
Lacking spiritual restraint?
Our mind and spirit used
By a system uncontained
Just products of the matrix
Brown paper wrapped so plain
Spirits on a playground
Rules buried in the mud
God’s living in obscurity
Most washed in Jesus blood.
8/24/08