Life in a Nutshell

The soil I walk on covers how many layers of
Men,women & children who got tossed
Outta their dens?
How many walked upon the gavel
A good life is like a raffle
There's a lotta rotting apples
The concrete I drive on covers how many mistakes?
A number so large
You'd probably think
It's hard to get to a safe point
But it's possible
And here we are continuing this artificial carnival
I focused on the roaches when the switch flicked
Scattering for an exit like witches lit the wick
And started brewing poison like a Mengele chemist
No sedatives
Just death in a couple of sentences
Seconds itch
Minutes rip through skin
Hours pry bones apart
Days begin to trimb limbs
This is Life in a Nutshell
Violently colliding with the case
Because the squirrel didn't know what it was shaking
He's just tryna crack the barricade
Shook the world like a snow globe
Dipped his fingers in fate
And wiped it off on our pockets
Watch it
He's hostile
Or probably just insensible
Like the most of this odd pile
But still
It's like he;s got a blade made of adamant
Practicing his swing and our universe started fracturing
I met a man who was afflicted with a human brain
Before parting ways
He mumbled something quite strange
You are the dream experiencing itself
You are the dream experiencing itself
Before came the dwellers there first was a home
Earth imagined creatures
Who developed worlds of their own
I am my hands
I am my thoughts
I am my fantasies, fears, and my plots
I am my actions with none of them subtracted
Until I succumb
I am what I've done