Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

I'd rather hibernate forever!

I can rise above the town
And see the many lights.
They twinkle like stars,
They mimic the beauty of stars
And this, they are rendered ugly.
These ugly lights
Are the product of the white man's
Ugly greed. All races
Adopt it now, and greed
Is everyone. It's everywhere.
Dodge it, you can't, it'll find you
As you hide under your blankets.
I don't want to be greedy and
I don't want to live in a world
Illuminated by streetlights
Rather than stars.
I'd rather hibernate forever from such a thing.

June 4, 2004
Suge


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