
Intergalactic wizardry and virtually immersive
And we are ants in a productive study farm
Demons graduate reforming before me
As long as uncle’s inner-thigh hair keeps the kiddies calm
When the yard stick ruler breaks
Bad lovers and a beastly, creepy leader
Reside on Temptation Island which is flat
We are all logged in a ledger like Lolita
Do you hesitate or ponder reverence
When a bug or pest is non-compliant?
Does all of the money and gold earn immunity
To tread on life, like a righteous giant?
If worms and bees are integral to experience
Ask in prayer to archangel Michael
That as we wiggle blindly and so busy
Accept in peace, our fate a piece in a cycle
Or can we in the image and likeness
Show mercy with humility and grace?
As miracles might bestow upon us
See that every creature has it’s place
Set our vision to a mended fullness
We will fight and forgive as required
But the states we frequent will ring true
Competing destroys the platform aspired
One thousand fertile moments in every second
Let us now make as many good and reassess the past
Place best intention in every space
Make love most, make love first, make love last
In that agreement we could reign supreme
Our synchronistic spirits will be sure to surprise
When our fear dissolves, standing hand in hand
With open hearts, in each, our bliss we recognize
It is as true, as it is powerful
Absolutely anything is possible in harmony shared
We are the instruments of soundtrack perfection
The magic a reflection of everyone who cared
About the Creator
Dean Waite
Everyday, average, creative weirdo. Smart ass. Observant mediator. Aloof participant. Animal lover. World stage game changer.
Passionate Cautious Courageous Optimist. Blessed. Intuitive. Entertainer, writer, photographer, actor, singer



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