i was there

 i was grown to believe

i was told not to speak with majik 

i was blown with the next step

i was ment to be stolen from

i was made to sit in front of the tv and be quiet

i was made to do what they wanted

i was grown to be taken from

i was told how to feel with majik

i was fucked with for fun

i was close to the edge 

i was as far from the edge as they can make me every time i get there

i was eating chemical cheese and listening to the song written by the musicians who heard the

greatest song in the world

i was looking at you safe and proud enjoying lying to me in the moment of the lie

i was getting the tattoo we all got together 

i was getting that tattoo burnt by adding flames to the trees that represented you and chose to leave the tree that represented me as the original tattoo

i was breathing in air and wearing the tools i need to make a living

i was here when racism took the christians again

                took them to hate the freedom their fake moral high ground keeps them from so they live freedom anyways then pretend to pray and be forgiven them

They sought to make all sink levied and unsexed into the moral cage so that they could be the only ones who live beyond it

i was there when the christians fucked wildly and pretended they were still Christians

i was there when people fucked wildly and pretended they were supposed to be there

i was there drinking alone

i was there reading the bible and felt i needed to think i was reading the only history i needed to read then thinking id read celtic rummers casted in skin tattoos blue blood swirling quiet trees bodies fletched fires smoke smell hand made beads spun in knots around my neck and wrists fat and meat cooking naming rain and wind and rocks so high it'd take all day to walk up an am cara eating nature turning stone into sharpe things so to stab countered words or colors

or was i

i was grown to believe 

i was told how to feel with majik