Healing of the Nation

As  the ashes fall to the ash tray, my mind slips into the darkness of my own thoughts. But with this cherry still burning, the light begins to show off as a dim sign of hope. A sign of hope that I n I is not alone, that I n I is not chained to the system of the masses machine. As she breathes life into my dreams, and my hope of a better tomorrow. Her words wrapped in a cloak of smoke speak to my brain in a voice that sounds identical to mine. I begin to realize the little things that I never took notice of before. The beauty of life, even in the ugliest things. I n I know that it's the Healing of the Nation, but Babylon will only find a way to cloak their own ambitions deep within it's existence on the market.  You must overstand it's true meaning, and not abuse it for recreation. It's a gift from the Most High, to help breathe consciousness into a world where they don't want you to be aware of what you're doing. They want you to be stuck in their repetitive wheel, never to be free. But she will set you free, if you use it. Praise ye Jah, The King of Kings, Give thanks for opening my eyes.