Day One Thousand One Hundred and Forty One
Is it danger no? But the fear of the road The unseen dreams and schemes to the great unknown My seeds are sown Hopefully the knowledge will grow I put it in prose A scripture of a personal woe Description of my elevation realization alone Aiding my transformation to a man that atones renew Hit the reset button and move Try to do better forever baby, do what you do Follow your truth, maintain self and resume
















