Armed to the ivories--
We stand united as the sun rises
bliss, fingertips, my wrist
held tightly in the grip of this
heightenned state of attention..this is no war
no, we work from the center of soul
at our own expense we heal sores
and dig up roots to pave roads
in dreams we reverse our paths
and stand above these unmarked graves where violets grow
we give up our plates to the poor, so that the youngens may feed
this collective mirage, cant see that
we dont shed blood, we shed tears
the beauty of our mission is made clear
not through death but through the keys of life
yes, our shots spread across the top of crimson skies
feeding afrodisiaks to worn and tired minds
our shots be like
erotic photographs, relax put your legs up love
let me bless that like, hot springs in the north
indian tea blanketting the bitter cold
shells implode and rises the message held beneath your lips
as though we exist only to have this kiss
i'll rise with you like the sun..
at night i'll rise with you like the moon
i'll give your inner child eternal womb
and release your life from fear's tomb
we can win this battle, and teach them too
with our infantry of imagery..we'll see em through
i'm loving you---WO