~birth Of The Question~ Poem by E Nigma

I grew tired of this ritalin
So I stopped and started riddlin
Fiddlin with pieces of the puzzles
I saw in man

I grew up watching others play
With 'Bats' an balls and everything
Across the town there was a king
In a castle with a plan

So from the shadows I grew to wait
For I knew one day he'd show his face
And when he did I did embrace
The question, understand?

E ven though you may not see
N ever stop to question me
I 'm the riddle beyond your reach
G oing after the love you seek

M arch now to my trance like beat
A lways remember I'm what you need
For a foe I feel I am the means
To the end you'll always seek