Silencio es Oro and Same

Silencio es Oro

Fill up Fort Knox
Wars waged and fought
Paid for and bought
Best for thought

Color of the sun
Protected by the gun
Snatch, turn, and run
Best when one

Soft, solid, and pure
Poverty's solemn cure
Society's furor
Bound to lure

Discovered on the coast
Coveted by most
Possessors often boast
Language of ghosts


Same

She looks me in the eye
No heels and the same elevation
Her eyes vivid through my reflection
We share the same nose
Pierced to smell the same smell
Our mind reads the same minds
Our future the same future
We're nearly the same

She doesn't see her in me
Our fate she insists to flee
That difference doesn't change
That our future is the same