Thursday, January 29, 2009

An Answer to "Lions, Tigers and Bears"

Endangered Species

Blowing through the Jazmine on my mind…
Blowing through the Jazmine on my mind…

Lions and tigers and bears
Sounds like a jungle out there
Machetes mow through the bushes
In a push to find something rare

So what does the pursuit of flawless
Cost us?
Only seeing through the canopy
Not aware of the ecology
Traipsing through like immature tourists
We ripped through the rainforest

Now our circumstances are porous
Poor us
For not appreciating the resources before us
Now restoration’s the new destination
Trying to find a way like a Tribe Called Quest
Who can heal a child distressed?
A tribe called blessed
Except

She’s caught in a web
Still cravin’ the hunter
Yet at the same time
Running away from the predator
That’s trying to confront her
The lies she’s had to bear
She’s tired
Going around in circles
She’s mired
In a heart of darkness
She’s expired
Thinking that love’s retired

[Bruce Wayne/Batman: “That bandit … in the forest at Burma … did you catch him?”
Alfred: “Yes.”
Bruce Wayne/Batman: “How?”
Alfred: “We burned the forest down.”]

Forgive my Tony Toni Tone of voice
Lay your head on my pillow
Never thought in this wasteland
I’d find a weeping willow…

1 Comments:

Anonymous Snuggles said...

When does a tourist become a local?

6:47 PM  

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