Love Letter

What a time to be alive, gotta elevate your vibe, it’s a feeling that I really can’t describe, resonating on a higher frequency, speaking positivity, and hope into existence, all the while sitting back, hoping someone listens, to the vision that I have, got a dream, like Martin Luther King, where we let freedom ring, and use love, to change the world in to a place, that’s safer for our kids, to live and rejoice, it’s the only force, that can transform enemies, into friends, gotta learn to stop judging people, by the color of their skin, but instead, by the overflow of passion from their hearts, regulate our thoughts, though emotional intelligence, try our best to be, better than we were before, at any time, we can all be, knocking on heaven’s door, start in this very moment and decide, to see though the lies we were taught, seek the truth and watch for the social cues, stand hand in hand, and refuse to be used as a pawn, break free from the influence, that they have, on your mind, try to think analytically, and wonder why hate, is promoted and accepted widely, over the idea of positivity

The world is kinda broken now, but it can be repaired, with a little love, if we can’t fly or run, then we march like the King, join teams and overcome, for the battles already won

Dear world, we know you’ve been mistreated for some years, but we are here, to apologize and let you know, that we love you, from the bottom of our hearts, and we wrote you this, love letter as a start, as we try to make amends

The cheat code to the game is, to keep everyone focused on hate, and separated by race, religion origin sexual orientation, camas in the money that their making, even education, what I’m sayin is, the list goes on and on forever, and the powers that be, use division as a weapon, so no one focuses, on the real crooks and thugs, they only come around, on the brink of elections, when their looking for your vote, they don’t want us seeking hope, or putting differences aside, to band together, their control and leverage, dwindles when, we the people are, all on the same side, calling out the televised lies, seeing through smoke and mirrors, when we go to war, soldiers start dying, dripping blood sweat and tears, on foreign soil, fighting for resources like oil, just call it what it is, but the kicker that, you never thought about, your tax dollars funded that hostile take over, then big oil tycoons, get in line to, fatten their pockets more, while some one’s, son or daughter, never make it home, from the wars, generated by greed, but for all those, fortunate to return, still feel the impact, bodies made it back, intact but their souls, will never be the same, sadly a part them died, forever changed inside, cause the pain runs deep, some wounds you can’t hide, on the flip side, some you can’t see, all that to say, they don’t want, us together cause, then we can all rise peacefully, against the regime