I set High Standards
I set high standards,
For my respect to be given,
It’s reserved for those select few I meet,
Who are truly driven,
By a force,
Whiich I feel is just and right,
Cos even when surrounded by darkness,
They stay illuminated by some kinda light..
It comes from their soul,
From their heart and mind,
You can feeel it,
Even if youre blind…
They say our sesnses number five,
But I’m sure we got more,
Invisible to the eyes,
Something natural and raw…
But these ideals,
About which I’m thinking,
Must be kept,
When smoking, pilling or drinking,
I mean integrity,
charity and Generosity,
Only a few ounces of stored up ferocity,
For when sruvival is at stake,
When the Buddhist approach becomes too hard to take…..
These qualities are rarely hidden,
But truly hard to find,
Which is no surprise,
Given we live in a society where the body is worshipped a millions times more than the mind.
They are grown out of love,
Like all the good that exists,
They tell me that you,re decent,
But still ready to use your fists…
(jun 05)
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