Is your mind man manipulated?
Do the stars show you what’s ahead?
Does the weather control your emotion?
Is your life worth a few more years of mine locked?
Pick peace apart
You might just find…
****** ON MY HEAD
AN EVANGELIST’S HIGH
IN THE COMPLEXITY OF GOD’S GIFTS
AND THE LOST OF FREEDOM IN RUINS OF A GARDEN
I’VE GOT
****** ON MY HEAD
Revenge talks to me as if I was it’s brother.
The sky tries to tell me how much more there is.
But the temptations found in the mist of below negative temperatures
shows me a cell’s safety for a peace of mind.