Saturday, September 24, 2005
Hey friend your misery bewilders me...How come you're never satisfied or gratified. Four walls an' a roof, electricity, stable mind, wife & child, hot & cold water to run anytime.
But still you, whine. I want more.
A bum could rummage through ya bin & live like a king. On just one crumb o'ya cake, n'ya say ya life needs fulfilling. Some would give anything to live like you. Shame your mind don't shine like your possessions do... Whining, complaining all the time, don't see no rain on you...What side your bread is buttered on? If only you knew.
What d'ya mean, I want more?
YepI was told as a child,I want more never gets, learned to count my blessings long before I saw an abacus. So what ya family don't speak, at least they're alive. Show me a man without guilt or a soul that ain't lied. You don't know what ya got. Open your eyes, look around, really, hear me you ain't got no reason to be down.
What d'ya mean I want more.
Friend what is it that you seek? What is it that you try to find? Someday I hope you realized it shined in you all the time. Hills to climb, sights to see, seas to cross, friends to make, hands to shake, the world is yours. Foods to taste, sounds to hear, love to feel, seeds to sew, things to know, fish to reel, space to quiz, stones to lift, life's a gift...
What d'ya mean, I want more...
MAXI JAZZ-FAITHLESS
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posted by ※Sgian Dubh ※ at 6:55 PM | 
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