Closed Arena Poem by Aston Marley

The road to prosperity is full of conflict and struggle from the power of principalities, if you can't beat them don't try to join them; don't be a dog to the ideologies of men.

People will talk and point fingers to the dark side of your life, and this same people will still want to share in your Sunnyside. There's no point in fighting the devil with fallen angels, it's certain that all that's done in the dark will be brought to light.

Judgement belong to God, but whatever you say can be use against you in the court of law. A wise man will never be a friend to hateful men, the arena can't be the same again; even a time machine can't bring the old good days back.