Chemists learned of the artificial
Dreamscapes of petroleum,
And put down a generation,
Of the thinkers,
Into beds of denial,
Our petro culture,
Acting like one journey makes u
A shaman,
Bragging rights to the vain,
the world disrespected in your sleep,
Missing the purpose,
Of this sacred healing,
These rites that are your compass,
To the powerful mean,
Inside of this water spiral,
Of light u slept through,