All my life, it felt like I was in a atonement for enternity.
Trap in this mental prison called the system.
As I am the prey, while they is the predator.
Running for dear life, to escape this mental carnage.
Hey, hey, hey Mrs. Gay, gay, gay.
How are you doing today?
Im fine! About yourself?
I feel like a wonderful day.
As I am a seed, planted inside the ground.
Ready to be nuture, by all type of caretaker.
As the mourning sun rises, gleaming on the other flowers.
While the time past by, im still in my final stage.
How in 33, three dacade 3 years.
All of a sudden, im writing poems.
Figuring out life, is base upon poems.
Every poem you read, has to deal with life.
Great general, King of King's, great wisdom-vision.
First, he moves his small powerful army. His ambition was to conquer.
In addition, using his wisdom, to overcome his adversaries.
With this young upstart vision, he seen himself being King of King's