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Jah War -The Ruts
A kingdom of mighty halls
I traverse the mighty halls of kingdoms unknown to man
I realms of dreams and dimensions that beautifully astound
I mighty corridors I walk and hear sweet echoes
Of lullabies and songs that are long forgotten that speak of hero’s
I walk in footsteps of legends and men of wisdom
I pay homage unto these giants of yesteryear and days of yore
I look for answers to why they disappeared
At a time when we are in most need of them to aide us
Against these desperate days that no assail us now
In halls of legendary men and Go.ds I now find myself dwelling
In a home of kingdoms mystical and magical redemption.
Amazon burning
Trees burn
So does my heart
Tears flow
We need to play our part
Corruption and greed
Because of this forests burn
So our focus must turn
In extinguishing not just the flames
But this in power
Who must be held to blame.
Indigenous people forced to flee
Because of the burning of trees
The cattle men come, threatening
Killing activists who try to stop them
The Amazon ancient and eldritch
Of natures creations, this is the greatest
It represents earth’s heart and lungs
Use your voice regardless of foreign
For this is a global catastrophe
So let’s make a stand you and me
In environmental unity.
They could not shut us down
Some call it vexation
Others call it redemption
I don’t know if there is an exception
They try to shut it down
So we bust it down
I keep it on the low
I never claimed to be perfection
I never stated anything
But my life is lit
It’s this way because that’s how I want it
They tried to shut me down
So I just bust them down
Now ask is that right
And they could never justify this
So now a new force started
And so I had some reason to hope
Maybe they could better cope
But they were just like others
And they tried to shut us down
But we refused to be shutdown
Which caused them major vexations
but we ignored all their protestations
and we strived.
They mostly come at night, mostly
Monsters, they mostly come at nights, mostly
and when they do. they wear suits and smoke cigars
they crave not blood but money and power
and they seek control and exploitation,
they hide in the corridors and the shadows
where none but them can go, to hatch their schemes
to work out their sordid plans
that will reek havoc and mayhem across our lands.
Twilight is not a time for regret
Twilight time and the day it nears an end
What did you do today to make a difference
When the night time rolls in and the stars roll out
You will wish that you had done more, without a doubt
At the end of everything and when we judge ourselves
You won’t be able to kid or decieve yourself
Because nobody knows us more than ourselves
And the opportunities we missed to aide ourselves or our planet
And everything else that lives, crawls, walks and swims uponit
So search you heart and search your soul and make the biggest conscious effort
To make a change and do a whole lot more
So that each time you see twilight comming you can rest and relax
Knowing the you made a difference knowing that you made a change
Knowing you took the opportunities to act
And discovered the contentment yo always lacked
And you now feel good.