Figure skating around these acres, I spark a

match to an incense and let these intrusive

thoughts be diminished; channeling my

inner voice; Pardon the hoarse I was

creating with source, Finding out who the

greatest,  I didn’t know the role was taken;

but I’m still animated, while I put these

pieces in rotation holding one hand out the

matrix; I got a piece to line out these

annotations, while waiting on a collect call

from the galactic federation, staying in tune

the news is cocky but I’m kind of rocky like

balboa,  I ain't no street soldier but I keep

my knowledge tucked in a holster ready to

blast on any composer who show up like a

controller; hold up I run with the

Egyptians, the sight seers, and truth

seekers, a holy war with no secrets, I break

even, I spread my wings like a desert eagle

and stand toe to toe to shadow box a fire

breather, giving my sixth sense like this the

Elements, Where Rudimentary shouldn’t be

a settlement, I’m heaven sent A classic as an

American title, I give grace to each space

upon my arrival; no need for a recital, I’m

ashing out the ashes to the incense while

opening my eyes from the temple I stepped

in

It’s funny how you had me run to your

needs and everything I did it was with

ease, no time to sit back because I was on

your track so if it derailed I knew how to

bounce back, it wasn’t fated or in no

contract I just knew your soul was reading

my context, ever so lifted engraved with

transition full of life and always in the

distance; you filled my days with ignition,

simplistic with intentions but not gathered

by good decisions, we parted ways when

Moses split the sea leaving thoughts behind

as if you were a daydream, a cutoff to the

main stream but I reopened up those doors

like a dam who was in need, refreshing

with a lesson but filled those pages with

wages and empty spaces for me to erase,

create and fill a void that ached with greed,

I knew life would prevail I stood my

ground and watch the ocean exhaled with a

stare that came in like a seclusion hoping

you weren’t the reason I was choosing