Careful, you might find out…
Behind the scenes of all your doubt..
Pretend if you will to know all truth.
Overlooking the programming of your societal youth…
Be careful if you shall and close tight your mind…
Because the truth is on going, a continuing crime..

How long will you look away
and pretend it doesn’t matter?
See our world in decay,
all our children getting fatter.  
Pesticides, herbicides, aluminum in our rain!
PSAF’s in our blood cells, plastics in our brains.

Corporations chasing profits as the empire gasp for power.
The time is now to rise and fight and stop being a bunch of cowards!

There is so much more
That I want to see
All around the world
And in between

Tastes, sights
And places afar
Where ever friendly faces
And opening arms

So much more
To be consumed
This planet we're on
Is a fruitful womb

A meal a beer
A sample of the yield
Blackberry, blueberry
Strawberry fields

St. Ambrose Bees
Sweet honey mead
I want to sample
Every good thing I see!

   I am that
Western Traveler
    Indeed
   ...

When you set down in the driver seat of a nation, you better be prepared to drive.
In our corrupt nation, to the president, the deep state lies. And so he’s driving blind.
Propaganda is a map, stopping us from taking our country back..

Now I see, there it is..
The universal chaotic kiss.
Crazy has returned
in full bloom,
peace and harmony
are surely doomed…
I hope we’ve studied
for the final exam..
2025 is on the lamb,
on the prowl,
endless rain from toxic clouds..

Soothsayers and prophesy
caught in a landslide..
From here on
let tyranny be our guide!

Is it really a blessing to know all these things that nobody knows…?
Truth and reality disturbed and congest our spiritual  goals,,.
Shake it off, catch your breath, call the blue skies back!.
We all must play
and take a bow
after the final act.

Istanbul  
of friend and foe
Spinning on their dime
Sanctions are all waiting
Legitimacy waning
Hegemony on the line

I seen God
and then that’s all I could see!
Fun he’s having indeed
Pretending that he’s suffering
Pretending that he’s poor
Pretending that he needs a state of peace and war
And so we rest upon our thrown
And dream until we turn to stone

In the land of milk and honey, within the rocks, the water flows. The love of life is dangling, from a chain of forever wars…
Each a part they look away, unconcerned and unafraid.
Unaware the masses move, while their bombs drop on you.
Obscure , the hand we’ve been dealt, turn the device off, toss it on the shelf! Never mind what you heard, this world must be purged.
Purged of them over there,
Lydia, Syria how could
nobody cared?
The Nuremberg trials and **** Germany, we surely do forget.
Yet the identical road is beneath our feet, in each and every step!