Poem to my Brother

Coachella

You have your life
and i have mine
i take it like
we're doing time

Life to death in jail
and that's all it was

I've kept fairly simple
though dirty
Maybe not too bad

I point the speakers up
So heaven knows
What is it in me that seven grows?
Speakers point up
So God hears
Like a barbie doll with its head cut off
Like a bassett hound with any ears
Think it'll never come but it nears
You think He won't come but He nears
Closer
Closer...
...and is created what you believe
rather than call you a fool
Is created what you believe
Instead of letting you know

Don't presume that
I know anything
I've only been told

ONe day someone will
come along
come alone
and sing a sing
that is the root of it all
and there'll be nothing left to say
nothing left to do
no songs left to play
and we can rest
we'll be eased
we'll be known

Speakers pointed up so God hears
Speakers pointed up so heaven knows
I'll speak my point abruptly to my friends
Softly to my foes
Or not
When I die:
If faithfully
golden blanket wrapped around me
Savor I will every golden breath
Laugh to the sky when put to my death

Speakers pointed up so God hears
Speakers all those ugly hidden fears
If I die unfaithful
giving up the light
Speak no words for me
It would not be right
I condemn myself
Gratify myself now
Speak what you want of me
I will not fight
Speakers pointed outward to the night
Speakers inform
Form me
Help me get it right
Help me
Showing me the light
Give me sight
Esape from blindness is my plight
I'll just open my eyes
It's easy right right
right
Wrong songWhich way they pointed
not at me
I can never listen too closely
The void in my head screams
dulls me loudly loudly dulls me
lulls me to sleep

Speakers pointed up so God knows
Speakers pointed up so Heaven hears
Seeking just to tempt Him to come near

chadwick

interesting