the journey called time

It calls to you from hopes on high- the refrain returns I know love cries
from far away life’s bitter taste the wall you hit we all will face
to look and see what the world calls love- a bargain struck between two drugs
one is money the other sex-now act like puppets –get that fix
hold your breath as long as you can -it feels like fun- but its just so sad
the form it takes relieves no pain -be you a master be you a slave
its just a game of make pretend that we are puppets inside of lack in a world of sin
Forgive myself for me to think that what I came from would leave me in this sink
to run in fear for a few decades and then fall on the ground and like dust blow away
or struck some bargain with a special god that even takes sides and has a jealous heart?

There is a Love outside of time-that wrote a book inside a rhyme

to return again and one fine day give back the gift we gave away

that things appear as effect and cause it makes no sense look at it All

What Love has made-no man can destroy-you can play with your pieces or make up new toys

Love is not partial it can’t be complete without the piece of the puzzle you hold in your feet

so try to remember before it all gets too real- you are perfection albeit concealed

encased in a learning device called your mind that takes you through the journey called time

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About ROBBY SIMPSON

ROBBY SIMPSON MAKING THE WORLD A HEALTHIER AND HAPPIER PLACE ONE WORKOUT AT A TIME 202levelfitness@gmail.com
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