I Do Fly Poem by Unic Cjonr

Outcast, before the thunder.

Lightning strikes my visions at all times.

Outlast, I do the storm.

My turmoil is iced by the mines of crime.

Guilty I am in the desert.

I do have the sand.

But break I will not to my oath on Gods land.

Whether or not I am the king of liars.

My truth is the truth.

My words will not sooth.

The outcome of violet by my violent desires.

I will never.

Not even after forever.

Be the one.

Which choose to loose.

I do fly.

When I am high.