The Truth Is Only Moving And Flowing
The Truth Is Only Moving And Flowing
Pausing onThe bank's, I myself why I didn't flow with the flow
Which had motion, Intrepidity, and company of timeWhich had pleasure, Fun and carelessness
There was no piety, There was no sin
Sans an armour, Hiding behind a wall,
Leaning against something for respite ask me why I am so worried while watching housesFlow away in flood,
Seeing someone peckingPoking at something with beaks
There is nothing like sin,
It's only a disparity of psyche and work, Repenting,
The truth is only moving and flowing And flowing with motion, Pace