Rust Never Sleeps

Rust is a reality that wraps around
To define in terms of conquered ground
Like a serpent with venom kills and devours
Rust will not sleep – takes the tower!

“A camel will walk through a needle’s eye,
Before a rich man will learn to live to die.”
The power of living in the prestige of name
Makes him think that life’s his game.

The rust clings tight, knows not to sleep
Covers and grows – fortunes to reap
Power and fame will expand and explain
That man is the center of all that is gained.

Illusions ferment in realities name
Plants a disease in the children disclaimed
They will cry in limos that fly
The parents will try to give them the sky.

Rust can not love, all realities lie
So many influences, powerful – destroy!
Like the Nazis’ that guarded the Hitler dream
Validation can be a fascist theme.

The ones being born are the fuel for dreams
Anarchy & fascism are in all our schemes
The holocaust was a bursting seam
Gaia’s patchwork through the Jewish scream.

The rusting realities that obscures our view
Is a conspiracy to stop us shining through
The Reality that exists when truth is won
Makes realities change to become all as One.

The killing of rust is a difficult dream
Sometimes requires an innocent scream
A sacrifice of pain to establish a cure
To return to a place all bright and pure.

Child so lovely, I see my face
Hidden in your rust’s disgrace
I really want to change your view
Show you the incredible Reality that’s you.

This world is a place on the edge of Love
A precipice designed by an evil shove
Love locked in matter’s fright
Divide and conquer – empires might.
    OnePositive