Psycho Social Spiritual Pollution

I feel the pain -
     Destruction and shame
     anger and hate and rage
In all this beauty i can't
     help but wonder why
     we don't change
Can't escape past Babylon
     no matter how deep
     i get, in meditation
     the jungles the valleys
     the forests the mountains
     the hot springs the love -
          the garbage
          just keeps piling up
     encroaching in on every last
     piece of natural land
     my enemy is my friend, so i take a stand!
     if i can learn to breathe again
     if i can learn to shake her hand,
     his head ego my shortcomings
     of crust running down
     my spine, entrenched in the
     perverted divine outreaches of
     civilization,
          hesitation
               lost in formulation
     of the new world inside
     i know where hope goes when its died
     cuz I've birthed her from the base of mine

I cry a thousand tears for the 300 child
hourly malnourished deaths,
images of war constantly
run through my head,
work is all I got left
to do nothing is to contribute to the mess

Bless bless bless
it's like a game of chess
and pawns are just the less
fortunate of the rest,
     gotta build gotta feed
     gotta squeeze and release
          this stake that’s been driven through
          our collective hearts!
Restart the pause
of an etiquette long gone,
unclick the bars
and un-slick the fog of humanities bind
transitioning in the time of epochs unwind
no denying the power of the times
change is the only constant
and it's accelerated with breath
we are the next step in human evolution
fuck all this pollution
be a part of the solution!