Did I hear you right plan to exploit species kin?.. do you know of plants that speak through earth as our home spins?.. do you know the house sparrow?.. do you know your gift?.. do you know the name yours given.. how life comes and shifts?..
Is there ever any lever that can do you more?.. is the history as written take your path to store? listen to the little voice that is truly yours.. the man who sells such evil lies is standing at your door..
He will tell you what you smell accrues interest in cash.. he remaining ten years old suggesting something rash.. spinning never winning from the entrance to the cave.. mankind left so long ago.. a spirit there to save..
Swim a lake let nature take your body to the max.. make sure mouths of promise spend wisely true their tax..
Never bother with these muddy fathers of false words.. your family of blood is calling falling truth I heard.. long ago when but a child I saw the path of men.. a saving grace.. saved from the race.. my ‘Kindness found Again’..
Down around the town or country roads to paths through wood.. confusion speaks evil.. a kind hand speaks only good..