We split the world into in-groups and out-groups
We do it rather automatically
Sometimes quite fanatically
The group that we identify with the most
Is the group to whom we raise a toast
The us becomes greater then the them
We fling mud and then we condemn
But instead for the sake of fairness
Let's try to open our awareness
Relax our fistfull of opinion
Release it from your dominion... Connection
Spend some time in meditation on this street wisdom
Out of the realms of misplacement
Come the outcries of the anguished and abandonded
They are heard
And we devour the sweet bitterness
Of their honeyed tongues
Can we ever get around this incomfortness? ... Strong Love
A Room With No Walls
The cell I live in is my mind, where I reside, the place I hide.
For when the past comes here to stay, I fold away, I hide inside.
This cell is dank, it's walls sweat blood, it's ceiling crushes from above.
The floor is wet, the stench is sweat, this place is lacking warmth, and love.
I built this place with my own hand, the reason for to lock away,
The light of day... A Room With No Walls
There is no other source
That could be more uplifting
When your heart's clogged with shit
Love can't get through
Your valves need sifting
and your life gears need shifting
Than that bitter sweet gifting
Of the love of a strong woman... Strong Women