A lot of possibilities where made possible through adductive thinking
For once we stopped arguing and started being adducing
All those with bad minds where reduced and all that was left was productive minds
We took in onto ourselves to to straighten our paths
We took it onto our strides and conquered hard times

Now all that's left is to reap the benefits of what we sowed
And watch our ideas manifest in the minds if those who imposed our ideas

The test of life is never to protest when pain is felt
But to except the cards you're delt
To the weak we demonstrate strength
To the strong we acknowledge the time spent to rid the world of the bad stench that we had brought on ourselves

Sometimes He wonders why hunger always strikes  like thunder
You never know until it hits
Words he echoes as He pumps His fist
To the men with nothing but still feed their kids

To Him It was all so sudden
With a flip of a coin all He had to choose from was
Hunger or Hunger?

He envies the rich
Always giving speeches on life when to Him they are no more than thieves who stole from the streets

The men in her life deserted her
She stay up all night wondering if she deserved it
To them she was just desert
The meal after the good meal

Life was tough cause they all had that special touch
They always made her feel like she was the girl of the house
Without even staying the night
They left with picking fights
She was really was just a mouse trapped in a maze of relationships with no care

No care for who she was
So she grew hate for every man who came
The light at the end of the tunnel always showed Mr Right for the moment
So she grew the hatred for the sweet moments portrayed by the chick-flicks aired at night

Her Knight in shining armor was no more than a character acting in a movie she created with scenes she wished she'd deleted

What you now read is a novel no longer important
Her heart is no longer broken
With the pen in her hand the script is now one which no man should witness