In Paradise I find plastic, poverty and pain
It hurts me deep, I feel humanities shame
Theres a war on I’m sure and I want to blame
Greedy suits or politicians with agendas the same
But what’s the path of higher wisdom?
To scream, point fingers, shake my fist or
Perceive subtle ways I participate in
A global web, a unified system.
Were all together spinning under the sun
We all shit, laugh, cry- face fears… or run
Our behaviour emerges based on work we’ve done
To expand our awareness that we are all one
So when I see the pain what am I to do?
Do I look within or blame it on you?
Do I heal my pain or externalise my view
Do I take sides in the old system or stand for the new?
The beauty of pain is what it makes clear
Our heart cracks open revealing our fear
Raw like orgasm cutting through veneer
We’ve manifested climax to awaken here.
Perhaps Earth laughs to see us fret
Maybe her and the sun have a cheeky bet
Perhaps its her ploy to help us remember
The choice is always struggle or surrender.
So whats the path- do we give up the fight?
Fuck no- we go within and shift our sight
We draw power from the heart for the long dark nights
We collapse all polarity and accept all is right
He’s right and she’s right but they’re also both wrong
Paradox abounds when the ego is done
Were all life expressing energy from the sun
The war has no sides when all is one
I can talk about evil or create life inspiring
I can complain about the dark or keep on shining
I can spend my life fucked off about pollution
Or I can get moving to be the solution.
And so I see the wood for the trees
Its always been purely about me
I know a Brave New World is gonna be
But first I must win the inner battle to be free
Can I stand up as a being of pure light?
Can I be the change by always doing whats right?
Can I stay open and love when the pain is near?
Can I trust, surrender and flow through the fear?
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