The Master of Genetics Alter of Truth

The master of genetics alter of truth/
These are the words evaporating from my mind for you:/
To say the least i have this beast inside of me/
I choose to feast as the winds blow strong from west to the east/
upon the souls of my fellow kin, so there is plenty to eat/
only for as long as the sun shines on top of me/
Because it gives me energy in which i absorb to defeat the enemies/
so bright, the light, a metaphor for what is going on inside of me/
to fight, for what is right/
taunting,is the power to escape to an alternate reality/
of unimaginable beliefs with money trees/
but i accept the fact that at any time death shall become of me/

Time allows me the time, to remind those in lies/
the truth that spiritual expression cannot be denied/
power in numbers with contemporary beliefs will always thrive/
and cause all others without will power to exhaust and die/
Behold the mold that grows will overthrow the old/
Master of genetics i resume to what shall be told/

Be golden, be bold......
because i know i want to be left in a permanent slumber/
under the thick leaves of a abnormal tree in the summer/
in space and time left to peace, with the imagination forever creating reality.....

By John C. Loera
April 21, 2009