Nothing

I need to be a provider. I need a stage and a rider. 
Kiss my baby goodbye, it eats me alive every time.
I need a beat to confide in, give the demons to fight
Move forward with life and leave my troubles behind
I need to breathe in the fire, live within all the light
And let it burn the desire, giving up on the fight

It’s like the dream of surviving is the only reason to die

Nothing I do, Nothing I need, Nothing I want and Nothing to be
Nothing to me, and nothing to you but nothing we turn Nothing to Greed

I want my people alive. I want a piece of the pie
I want to read before write. I want to see for the blind
I want to reach for the sky, without being so high
Where our peace is alive, but then our people collide
I feel the planets aligning or a channel divide us
Programmed in our Violence, because we fear our demise

It’s like the dream of surviving is the only reason to die

Suheir Hammad:

Hold nothing to declare
Trust no contact between men and blood
Ghosts nest belly basin
Ahead without shoulder no shade
Fault line fragility
Time through space cavern missing within