Resonating within the frequency of an earthy tone
Coming of age within this vacant tribe
I arrange the foundations for an empty home
Decaying leaves, fern, fauna and padded loam

Heavy calves roam fertile jungle
Warriors of integrity humbled
Stumbling on crumbled ruins
Fuelled by persistence with no reason

Seasons endured eroding the mind
Leathered skins clothed in panther hide
Your palms printed targets as the paint of war
Crosshairs aimed for the western shores

the seeds I planted I sowed with all my love
but what is love in the wake of locusts, sandstorms and drought
in the wake of doubt, my roots failed to grasp
giving way to the unsettled winds. I let go at last.

Reciprocal
Cyclical
Mutual
Opposing

A time unfolds this way of knowing
Haunted by peckish birds of death crowing

So close to becoming whole again
but i close off my gate for now.
return to the smokey hut to call upon my ancestral tree
delving into concoctions of DMT
i need to know whats happening.

regress into the shell
decaying slime hanging from these spiral corridors.
i pass by the same old portraits that used to emit vibrancy
but now it only has a tendency to annoy and project this self hate
foundations of diamonds
naturally invincible, they reflect infinite possibility
rooted fully within the whole.
and expressed through the many
i wanted to be the prism you shined your light through.
reveal your colors through me.