Pothead & Pot Head, Twins of the Father ~ Poetry / Lyric ~ MobiusTripz

Once I was a raging pot head,
combat boots on my feet,
running through the jungle at light speed,
wearing camoflauge fatigues,
holding and firing an M16,
destroying all against,
and everything is always against me where I rage.

The pot on my head a helmet,
loser,
because,
I serve something larger,
and greater than myself,
instead of,
only that within.

I'm a soldier on a mission,
Your stupid and doped up and dying through attrition,
no fight left after final realization,
and now you seek my help?

~Pothead answers...~

Now the other guy...

Hey man,
That's not fair,
I'm in a spiritual war,
and I'm weak from attrition,
Attrition is NOT CHOICE... bro.

Sorry I yelled at you,
don't hit me please.
Want a hit?

What was I saying?
Oh yeah...

I only seek to help you and gain strength and then to heal and assist,
why think you differently than that???,
are we both not pot-heads man?

God...

My children,

Life is the most valuable of both tangibles and intangibles...and you all brothers divided through denomination.

Faith you share, opinion not.

Why are you at another's throat over opinion, instead of lifting another up against the enemy?

Do you know of victory another way?
It looks like not.
What is it to you each fight,
just yourself.

You two men are one.
You men are identical inside,
of The Spirit !

The wheel is intact,
the circumstance destructive,
And yet each you judge,
instead of move forward through acceptance.

Rage & Cage

All these years later now too,
self not even recognizing self,
What has happened to us each ???

One you cannot keep trapped,
the other,
a self-imposed prison,
after freedom from bondage.

Both sons of the same Father General.

Born of the same parents,
holding the same dreams,
Sharing equal in all regards,
until that divergent point in space-time
experienced different by each that particular day,
this event really identical for each...
understanding became lost.

Twins of the Father

Pray now what do you for they,

and now so look within,

each and every single one of us,

somewhere our missing twin.