A REPTILE FOR PEACE

I live upon the air
I live upon to cease
Like crocodile learning it's rattling plan
becoming a reptile for peace,
Making the journey between different clans
Feeling the unusual beliefs
The blue silence of being the hunter
The red pray inside the sleeves,

Ignoring both the highways
Taking the middle flyway
Rejecting to take in the golden wealth
In sickness or in Health
Picking the road from the Juke box
Heading to the directions of early rocks
planting the seeds of my resourceful vice
Running away from greed
Running away from my own needs
Becoming the reptile for peace

Ignoring both the highways
Taking the middle flyway
I am no one,
Or some one
You can call me the walking gun
Loading in terror
Backfiring The humble horror
Jacking his heart with a blunt
Piercing out the craving to hunt
Tightening the rusty cold cavalry
Being the reptile for peace

Ignoring Both the highways
Walking on his middle flyway
waiting for them to meet someday
Maybe Christmas or maybe judgement day
Till the time comes
And the monstrous reptile starts his slay
Just let Her,She
My Beautiful Peace live
Give her some time to stay.

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