[black thought]

Peaceful minds.. in a land of war

Seek peace of mind, through mental peacefulness

Peacefulness, peacefulness, peace-ful-ness

Is in the mind of the beholder

Behold, my mental piece

Could shatter your peace, to pieces

Pieces and portions of rhythmic distortion relax me

The echos reverb and feedback of reality disturb my peace

Forcing me to retreat, to the below beneath

Down a step and a step and a step and a step

And a step beyond

To a level of my own

Private, mystic, ritualistic, culturalistic sanity

Yet some say that i am insane

Is that not ironic? my soul not sonic

As i flow through the tonic, of life i find

That the strife behind, that pushes and pulls

And pulls and pushes me

Into all of the bullshit that i experience from day to day

Is the reason.. for my search, or journey, or struggle

To find.. the broken pieces of the sign

That combine, to form the crooked line

That we call.. peace y'all


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