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Intermission - Who Gives Him Permission

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life

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Profit off their souls

The prophet of the souls

Fly high in pits in control

Where logic is to grow

"The Word" like trees bearing fruit

The Tree of Life in pursuit

Our genetics grown within its roots

Branches and their fruit differ

Some fruits are ripe, some bitter, some sweet

Many shoot before they speak

Putting a branch in flames in Cain

Who will save our tree from all this pain

The birds build a nest, like jinnis on our shoulders

They watch bloodlines get colder and colder

Next spring, sing of the blossoms

Be relieved of our problems

Our Tree of Life has been preserved

Just to grow back I observe

The Tree of Life roots run deep

It would be an argument if you could hear the tree speak

All from the same source

With different paths of course

I neither bicker nor fight

As I climb the tree, picking fruit that come from the Tree of Life

 

Idris Nasir

 

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