Mr Gee Poet
Mr Gee Poet
Mr Gee Poet
Mr Gee Poet
Mr Gee Poet
Mr Gee Poet
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Mr Gee Poet & Eliza Shaddad
I was once told that all emotions were in some shape or form connected,
Like an intricate clockwork mechanism,
Where each wheel & cog is interlinked with the divine function,
Designed to keep each other moving
So within 360 degrees of reality,
Any imbalance will eventually need to be corrected,
If it affects the rotational emotion of the whole
Because everything needs to keep on ticking,
Everything needs to keep on tocking,
If Life itself is indeed to laugh in the face of time
For the first Law of Survival is Preservation,
And in this present moment in time,
We are all alive...
For now.
Confined within existence,
With all of its conflicting yearnings,
That compliments such a want,
That fulfils such a need,
That satisfies such a desire
Thus energy feeds off the organic,
As Carbon preys upon its brothers,
In the form of Oil, Coal & Diamonds,
We even bleed the space in-between the atoms
And like junkies fiend for their next fix,
This living addiction needs its next hit,
Because nothing can ever remain still for long,
Energy simply transforms, rewinds, keeps calm and carries on
Such is the need for rhythm,
Such is the need for flow,
Everything else needs to keep on moving,
Even when there’s nowhere left to go
Perhaps it’s time,
To reveal the hidden mind,
That underscores all conclusions,
And the changing shifts in paradigms
For all energy is in some shape or form connected,
To this eternal theme,
This eternal meme,
One that needs to be respected
So you speak of destiny and of choice?
Well, watch them play their part,
Scream their voices in the dark,
And get lost on hidden paths
So roll for me your dice,
And bet your lives on shuffled cards,
Gamble every exhaled breath.
Against the beating of your heart
For if the drive is the prize,
Then the steering is the art,
And friction only exists,
To inspire ignition from the start
That keeps everything tocking,
That keeps everything ticking,
There’s no simple explanation,
But the universe is listening
For those who stop or slow down,
This spirit gets impatient,
Attention shifts across town to the new regeneration,
The next big thing,
The next emotional swing
That compliments such a want,
That fulfils such a need,
That satisfies such a desire
Motion was written by Mr Gee Poet.
Motion was produced by Lawrence Mohammed.