I’ve got to live when sun comes out. What more to give, without a doubt sensations clear my mind of hate and pain, just like rain cleanses a shaded date, it clears my brain. Now let beauty come in clearing the shadows. Let spring begin. No haunting and gallows.  Let us bring to light what is good and true. Healing now, renew, renew. I am a centric man, felt the fall heal it all heal it all. Casting out madness drifting to fault. I..... I am a centric man, felt the fall, heal it all heal it all. The coming bright removes and changes, the bouts evolving to better view, ignite absolve refuel, the tool in which unlocks the cells to the paradox untroubled, central thought of mind.                     I am a centric man.