Precedence On Presence

Your clenches to fight serve you a five Whilst all I get are aces and risks to the highest I might be your next of kin, if you prefer to look at in that way But in truth to sincerity, I am the animal behind the wings I fly in and about whence I please... I am the root of humanity Flourishing, in the garden of evil. In the jaws of hell, where all fears to be eaten are beautifully dealt ... Where kind acts mean not a thing.. Where night illuminates the dark And daylight brightens the morning flock Where yesterdays float in and about as they please: Tomorrow feeding our futures a kindly-melded mellow yellow boat Winking in our eyes an unexpected surprise