Sprinkle Thoughts

So it begins, my artistic diagnosis
that leads me through the waters like moses
Flash
comes the new era the digital hails
and the economic empire fails
Boom
cracked skulls from thinking the wrong stuff
wonder if we should detox from our erotic lust
Gas
we inhaled too much now are dizzy
spin, spin our generation, asking at night 'who is me'
Graffiti
on the walls that spells 'change'
I demand the depth of a sweet strange
Fresh
Da vinci glamor that paints Mr. Kings dreams
pinch me am I still dreaming these things
Swallow
your tongue if it professes bad luck
rolled the dice and won some mega bucks
Yes
the laws of the cosmos do work
just need skyscraper tall belief, now go berserk
Dance
in space where hell is no longer at our feet
now I wonder is there a world of kings? If so save me a seat
Doubt
planet earth is an orphan among galaxies
just thinking outside the box with curiosities
Quantum
thoughts glowing past corner knowledge
blood burning with passion like needles injecting acid
Dilemmas
we all go through in our own place
like nanobots can't see my problems, have to look past a smiling face
Once
believed that failure was my genetic trait
but truth be told we all generate our own fate
Hold
my own counsel when I'm an ounce low
tell me why if there's billions of people here why I feel alone
Brand
new times so ask, as a people where are we?
these are a sprinkle of words if your thirsty

by Angelo H.G.

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