Breaking

Breaking bread
Breaking fast
Why they ask
The answer doth come from a place o'er the understand of most petty people in this race
With a finish line we all know and see
That never stopped me!

I need to break that
Watch the pieces as they tumble and fall
Isn't it wonderful

Broken freedom
This is the dream we are given and expected to say "Thanks so much!"
People want more more more
I am not so sure...
There is only one cure for the lies we tell ourselves
That is the healing power of truth tempered with the empathy of compassion
With that
Anything can happen

Wars can be ended and famine off fended

Yet we persist
Even when we see so much is amiss!
We just think, that's how it is

BREAK

THAT

Start small for otherwise your will not start at all and the world smiles upon excuses
These have limited uses
We either do or do not, both are a choice but so few have the voice to be honest without being hurtful
Without being hateful

When you hate the self how can you love someone else?

Breaking hearts, breaking brains, breaking patterns inane and yet I still have shame
Shame at the face that I was born to wealth
Broken boy lost his toy now he hurting other boys

I won't let that be
No not me
I will see love and mercy rule my days
It just might make me seemed crazed
But perception is broken anyway