Rigid Observation Poem by Willio Etienne

Rigid observation Around my formality, I breath this fire from another dimension did I mention I'm no Mason that build brick houses that lives in Die in the men sin, who's to Ken I'm no on friend I'm able nothing fable that speak with in the hearts of men, my relentless spend light to the dark sight to the blind heart over mind be aware have vision to see where you place in your heart hands and feet rigid observations...