It's the Meaning (Recon)

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It’s the breath you take

It’s the choice you make

It’s the way you live

It’s the things you give

It’s the love you gained

It’s the loss and pain

It’s the earned respect

It’s the learned neglect

It’s the finding clues

It’s the paying dues

It’s the being kind

It’s the growing mind

It’s the thoughts that fade

It’s the connections made

It’s the passions held

It’s the times we failed

It’s the ones we lost

It’s the cycles cost

It’s the stories told

It’s the memories we hold

It’s the energy

It’s the living free

It’s the final course

It’s the life force

It’s the disagreement

It’s the way you see it

It’s the time taken

It’s the sound of awakened

It’s the little hints

It’s the message sent

It’s the dreaming of these rights

It’s all the meaning of this life

Biblical battles

Scriptures that travel

Ideas of the ages that plague and dismantle

Prayers that conflict through another burning candle

All insecurity of a race searching for a handle

Pride shrines erected like the tower of babel

Bound to fall from Its conception back amongst the gravel

Loose knitted fabrics have been proven to unravel

The fear of the unknown was the inventor of the castle

If we can’t control its outcome to much of a hassle

Infinite our ignorance no universal tassle

Predictions of the future with-out learning from our past though

My belief that no one knows until we reach that plateau

One opinion cannot place another in the shadows

Murder over faith has me absolutely baffled

All of us want the answers the questions gettin trampled

This is what we leave behind as setting an example

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It’s the Voice you take

It’s the claim you make

It’s the cleansin wind

It’s the forgotten friend

It’s the fertile ground

It’s the ghost town

It’s the violent act

It’s the baby’s laugh

It’s the Mother’s milk

It’s the way we’re built

It’s the helpin hand

It’s the stagnant land

It’s the broken chains

It’s the silent rains

It’s the verse of the Koran

It’s the words written in Psalms

It’s the evolution

It’s the risin pollution

It’s the root of hatred

It’s what we hold as sacred

It’s the buidin tension it’s the crossin of dimensions

It’s the will to keep the fight it’s all the meaning of this life

Since the dawn of homosapien the struggles only heightened

Bold is the statement made if you claim to be enlightened

Bombs drop like the tears of the youth that are raised frightened

Miscommunication lead to the clash of the Titans

Dead becomes the wisdom every culture had inside them

Knowledge lost like Atlantis when nature called the tide in

If there could have been a Krishna then there could have been Posiedon

These very points of view that’s kept the whole globe fightin

How could they open their eyes beyond their own Lords writing

It’s blasphemous in their eyes so they’d rather keep on dying

This very old world thinking that has had me testifying

Condemned by all religions for my absence of complying

The God that does not accept my faults I will be defying

Music my confessional in you I am confiding

Prayer beads supplemented by the use of rhyming

To find a piece of comfort while the conscious keep colliding

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It’s the path you take

It’s the one you make

It’s the life born

It’s the one not meant to form

It’s the lost nation

It’s the one that replaced it

It’s the situation that removes the intellect from the equation

Stipulation that the safety comes from the invasion

Misinterpretation of the scribe that’s passed along by generations

Failure in the demonstration of the decency that’s basic

Take a page from history and our disease cuz you can trace it

It’s all the meaning of this life and we all gon have to face it

It’s all the meaning of this life and we all gon have to face it