FOOTPRINTS (In The Sand) - 1

Oh Darling Baby ... why
tell Mi why … My Precious Baby why
hum, hum, um - hum, hum, um ...
Ia … it’s sharp and jagged
this Life
that We live that We live with
the suicide of depression
a bullet to the head
a slit to the wrist - [the silence of stress]
and the blood flows
[GOING - TO - WASTE.]

Life carving a way
to state Its say - suh here
footsteps print footsteps
[in the sand]
trodding
[from the Land]
gone ... [astray]
gone ... [to stay]
WHERE?
[there! there! there!
and there!]
follow them AND - in the regret of disbelief
you will see
Another has
[GONE - THE WAY - OF - WASTE.]

The pressure of society
has made it easy
has taken another Life taken another Life
from We from We
daily pressures
entrapped another Life in loneliness
in the depressive ... caused a mighty sleep
never ... to awake
no - more!
[WHAT A (BLOOD~KLAAT FUTURE MAN)2x]
(Another succumbing into
the depressive weight ... of society’s pressure!)2x

(A)The pressure is still here
for another Mind to bear
[this pathway’s journey]
the perplexity of suicidal depression
a’ bullet to the head
a slit to the wrist - [the nakedness of rejection]
the blood will gush [TO - WASTE]
suddenly - (there is no cause or care no cause or care.)2x

(B)(Footprints in the sand
lead the [body - mind -- the heart and soul]
down! down! - [DOWN!]
down the depths ... [of the sea]
it’s wide and hollow ... [down there]
within the depths ... [where the Body now lies]
there ... in a mighty sleep
[NO MORE - FOR US - TO SEE!])

And -- like the Life
[that lies within]
rise … the tides will rise
[RISE UP!]
RISE - the footprints it will take
to the bliss of away
[NEVER - TO BE SEEN -- AGAIN!]

Blood~seed Mi’a tell yuh …
sharp and jagged
[this Life We live]
pressures of Life
[make it easy]
for Another has taken
[this pathway]
Another has chosen
[THIS - ENDLESS ... HOPELESS - JOURNEY]
the hopeless journey where no-one seems to care.
Gone is ... THE GLORY
gone is ... THE GIFT - OF LIFE the gift if Life
gone is ... THE GLORY
gone is ... THE GIFT - OF LIFE the gift if Life
gone is ... THE GLORY
gone is ... THE GIFT - OF LIFE! the gift if Life

Why? why? why?
My Precious Baby ... why
tell Mi why … My Darl ing Baby why
hum, hum, um …
a’ bullet to the head
a needle in your bed
[over-drugged]
by the stress of depression
Generations left neglected
[unwanted]
used and abused
[becoming confused]
body-control on the loose
[WHAT A (PUSSY~KLAAT PRESSURE MAN!)2x]

Daily pressures
[with their endless failures]
footsteps print footsteps
[in the sand]
trodding from the Land
[GOING - TO - WASTE]
gone ... is the glory
the glory of this subservient Life
while the pressures of society
stand ... still
baiting - the unremembered in loneliness
[WAITING - FOR - ANOTHER]
Another in the a-lost state - to take this
the most ... SELFISH ACT.

It’s dark and empty
DOWN ... [the lonely way]
shouldn’t there be
[another way?]
so many Lives
WASTED ... [to the mystique of this tragedy]
while Others cry
[WHY? WHY? WHY?]
my~my - footprints are
[gone astray]
Another’s Life vanishing to
stay in the disgust of lost embarrassment
[WHAT - A - WASTE!](A)

Dependency on fellow-man
family, friend - [a stranger or the system]
the Life is held
in this uncertainty - [by a fringe]
the pressure
BREAKS ... its membrane
Its loss
is then weighed
[on the family - and friends]
even the in-believability
[of some strangers]
who then
has to face the loss
[of what DEATH - ran from]
and the psychological shame
stains the fabric of
[a daily blame -- what - a - disgrace]
a failure to cope
has left questions - behind
why - what an’ whom to be blamed
[didn’t We see ... the tell tale strains?]
the in-ability to preserve
has left void lingering
the battle is now with - disbelief
the selfishness of this one Life
has left Others to be weighed in bewilderment
to carry the burden - [of Its self-centeredness]
why? ... (We are all mortals
but Life’s abruptness
[is never accepted or expected.])2x

The pressure of society
has made it easy
has taken another Life taken another Life
from We from We
daily pressures
entrapped another Life in loneliness
in the depressive ... caused a mighty sleep
never ... to awake
no - more!
[WHAT A RAASS~KLAAT PERSPECTIVE!]
(Another capitulated unto
[the depressive weight ... of society’s DOGMA!])2x

Oh Darling Baby ... why
tell Mi why … My Precious Baby why
hum, hum, um - hum, hum, um ...
Momma … the pressure is still here
for another Mind to bear
[this pathway’s journey]
the quandary of depression
a’ bullet to the head
a slit to the wrist - [the refusal of acceptance]
the blood surges - [TO - WASTE]
why? ... (Dis T’ing calls Life
[Its full of uncertainty
and Its sudden occurrences.])2x
(B)
Gone is ... THE GLORY
gone is ... THE GIFT - OF LIFE the gift if Life
gone is ... THE GLORY
gone is ... THE GIFT - OF LIFE the gift if Life
gone is ... THE GLORY
gone is ... THE GIFT - OF LIFE! the gift if Life

Daily pressures
[with their endless failures]
footsteps print footsteps
[in the sand]
trodding from the Land
[GOING - TO - WASTE]
daily pressures
entrapped another Life in loneliness
in the depressive ... caused a mighty sleep
We all live Life
so We all willed to experience Death
[the assured MUST of Life]
but nowhere is it written or declared that
([one should die - coagulated in sickness])2x
now ... is suicide
an illness?
and isn’t mankind capable
([to prescribe
the antidote of togetherness?])2x
(A)(Oh My Darling Baby … why
tell Mi why … My Precious Baby why
hum, hum, um - hum, hum, um … tell Mi why.)