METEMPSYCHOSIS

I stepped in

So you feel frightened

Every one of your senses heightened

My eyes are piercing, dark and enlightened

See-through them

I have much to reveal

A soul transmigrated from the fires of hell to the fruits of heaven

My sisters and brethren

Stop seeking attention and find your direction

Letting go of temporary drugs and their customary depression

Every human needs love

Everybody needs a home

Feel my pain and know you are not alone

Fear cannot touch us when we find our zone

Living in the moment and dropping microphones

All of us unique

No clones

Blossoming like a flower yet solid as a stone

PUT DOWN THE TELEPHONE