Humanity, drag me not down
Let me go; Lord, allow me up
Can I see how the stars taste?
Let a meteor shoot through
My brain so finite
My energy so weak
always needy
of everything
sleep,
air,
food,
what of these supplies
are not spelled by words
were they not made by Word?
My aim is for glory eternal
Would you grant this?
I know the way up
is the way down
So this is my request
one that I know not
Keep me low
so that I may arise
By paradox
in ways unorthodox
This music shoots through this tube, right
then hits these buds in my ears
they start to shake and vibrate
into something coherent
something that makes me move and groove
i tap my foot and nod my head
these little beats
do this to me
keeps me from sleep so pleasant
to think of things so far
so distant
this length is not measured by miles
something abstract
loftier than what my mental faculties can hold
I want to stay awake and soak it all in
drink up the world
breathe in genius
spit truth
I want to catch difficulty by the throat
only to embrace him
have him sit next to me at lunch
and sleep next to me
for it is through difficulty
that I will travel the infinite
and taste the stars
I bet they taste like milk
My tongue will glow through my mouth
sparkles dribbling down my chin
licking up truth from lips
drench my mouth with this
but first drench me with difficulty
