Individual Cells (The Last Word)

This is not about who says the last word 

It is not about who wins and who gets defeated

It is not about whose voice is not heard

Not about who plays a fair game and who is cheated

This is about people who have lost their way

It's about people who had a bit too much to say

About people who forgot the sound of their voice

And thought that fight was inevitable, with no other choice

This is about a city that listened so much

And when it wanted to speak, it was brutally hushed

A city that raised generation after generation

That embraced variety and differences into one nation

It's about a country that used to be a mother

And now she sees her children killing each other

A country that wrote history before history was written

That made its name her children's only religion

This is not about who says the last word. 

Yet here we are still arguing about who's to blame

Not about the individual legacy we leave in this world

Get over your ego, remember we all have one last name

This is not about who laughs at the end

There will be nothing left to laugh about but ourselves

This is about the kind of message we ultimately send

Freedom comes when we step out from our individual cells

Colors

Colors

Shades you illuminate or dim

Saturation you try to tame

To know them all chances are slim

To love only one, is a shame

Open up your eyes to colors dark and bright

Blue, green, red, orange, yellow,  and purple

Rotate them round and round they all become white

Don't limit what is naturally fertile

Palette of life is not black & white

Monotony paints with only one brush

Passionate art has to diversify

It has to fall in love, not settle with a crush

Open up your eyes to colors dark and bright

Blue, green, red, orange, yellow,  and purple

Rotate them round and round they all become white

Don't limit what is naturally fertile

We're born to different cultures, we have different colors

Many religions, but the message is always love

Our need to be right, our greed make us kill each other

Our different Gods cry over us, how much is enough!

Open up your heart to what you don't know

Accept, respect, embrace, and learn to love

It's not just your knowledge, it's the compassion you show

And love is one thing we're all capable of

Open up your eyes to colors dark and bright

Blue, green, red, orange, yellow,  and purple

Rotate them round and round they all become white

Don't limit what is beautifully fertile 

Open up your ears to hear all the music Soulful, Jazzy, pop, upbeat and heartfelt Major notes can be the arrows of cupid It's the Minor notes that make your heart melt