Switch hands and,
Twist glands right
on command you
push deserts sands
in molten lands
this great is grand!
I move and advance
I take a quick glance
I see dream in fine stance
Move and just dance
musically  enhanced
I'm lost In this trance....

Insane or Inspired, at the heart of the Pinnacle
Words move with e's ease, spiritual and Lyrical
Typing out all Types of Typical Critical linguistic Chemicals
Unprovable, most likely Hypocritical
Magic surrounds shades and barriers that are Mystical
It has come to invade way passed its Physical
Typical...
AM I Insane or cynical....

What a ferocious attempt,
Forces that closes, came up with a dent
Technological courses ideas that start to invent
"well done, good job money well spent"
Fate, sin, holy, evil either or believe to repent
Messages from the sky that were inpropperly sent,
Only caught the ears of a few, still didnt know what it meant
I'm sorry so here I'll start to lament
As I commence to intent
I just want you to know, I don't even know what I'm capable and what's its extent,
I inform you That what im about to present
Should only be kept in a mind blocked off in a tent
That message god sent:

The only reason you exist.. Is because god still has my gift of life that I had let lent...

Smiling a routine
Helps brighten up your whole day 
Smiling, only just smile

I'm not psychic it's
Telekinesis I will
Brake your own thesis

Bad thoughts  good intentions in 
Everyone has both at a time there's
No one perfect in this world

Tamara is slowly dying from aids
She got it passed down from Her ancestors that were enslaved
She quit easily because she had no one to come to her aid 
No doctors no hospitals just a lonely maid 
She's dying what to do?
She's alone without a clue..
She's scared, afraid of death
From inside , out there's close to nothing left
She closed her only eye and asked god why?!
"I'm innocent can't you hear my cry?!" 
There's worse ppl out there why do I have to say goodbye.. 
It's not fair lifes not fair 
My personality is way passed rare , but No one else cares 
its just pointless
Your not a judge so try to point less.. 
She has feelings to she  is  even still god blessed
Just cursed from the devil to never let her soul rest..

No more im done wheres the rope
I'm not pushing on because I lost all hope
She heard the winds voice say nope
She asked again give me the rope I have no more hope,,
I'm alone and I need some to help me cope
Idc if I die just help me through this 
I don't want to be alone through this 
I don't have anyone but I still feel like I miss 
Someone..
Just give me a kiss..
No one would take the risk
Except one..
Never thought exist
A powerful holy son
Gave her a kiss..
Now Tamara sleeps in heaven with nothing to miss.....