Old roots toughening into spoilt memoirs;
too much attention
without any real love.
(and the joyous times exploring
alone every inch of where I lived,
and who I thought to be on my
side, my level.)
A saga to be continued with no
one involved.
Stay sacred, stay sane. truth you are bound to claim.
Money isn't always certain.
Take a peek behind the glamour-
Power demands lunch breaks,
requires importantly restraint, but to never stop. Infact it is a fantasy.
For it is key to give it up.
Leaders have no need for secrets either.
Responsibilities shared, options
given of which we would then gain.
Our rights, acceptable conditions for striving.
Stay sacred, stay sane.
Keep it in the back of your head.
Goodnight-hello, good morning- goodbye.
Don't worry I'm smoking.
This is my life,
and it has power over me.
Everything is meant to be.