Smears

The sweat drip in my eyes While the suns breaking into them The smoke thick and high While the poets writing lines in pen A blessing disguise When the sweat blots the page again Their message compromised But know Herald ain't akin to them The sweat drip in my eyes While the suns breaking into them The smoke thick and high While the poets writing lines in pen A blessing disguise When the sweat blots the page again Their message compromised But know Herald ain't akin to them The world's ebb and flow And it's feeling oh so cyclical Don't know which way to go Sometimes it is too cynical The message in a note And in quantities quite biblical The way the pen kiss the page Herald's strokes like mistletoe The pages fold And tucked away Never to be held or sold Lost like in a capsule In a dresser on the basement floor Wonder what he's waiting for Asking for a break play it safe Grab a plate before they tag him home Sit at home still his soul feels like a vagabond In it for the long haul Even when it's going sideways Heralds holding on See you on the other side We in it for the ride If it falls apart Put the pieces back together in due time The sweat drip in my eyes While the suns breaking into them The smoke thick and high While the poets writing lines in pen A blessing disguise When the sweat blots the page again Their message compromised But know Herald ain't akin to them The sweat drip in my eyes While the suns breaking into them The smoke thick and high While the poets writing lines in pen A blessing disguise When the sweat blots the page again Their message compromised But know Herald ain't akin to them Stuck inside a loop And feeling tethered in it's place Keep marching like a troop And feeling weathered in this part of space Whether keep the art or raze Hungry for the tracks he graze Bet he keep his eyebrow raised Kick rocks if you smell the odours coming out the kitchen Got writtens worth clicking play Sticking to the words And bet he's itching got his hand up raised In the back studying the class Ready for his work to be displayed Steady perched hop out like a leap of faith Herry free with his wordplay Poet in the workplace Awkward since the first days Worth pitched high Leave the work well paid Sitting at the end of a road unpaved All his tracks unplayed Half the time he rap it don't get saved The sweat drip in my eyes While the suns breaking into them The smoke thick and high While the poets writing lines in pen A blessing disguise When the sweat blots the page again Their message compromised But know Herald ain't akin to them The sweat drip in my eyes While the suns breaking into them The smoke thick and high While the poets writing lines in pen A blessing disguise When the sweat blots the page again Their message compromised But know Herald ain't akin to them