Am here as me but not for self
my Peace and Disturbance
are core to my Words
I hate begging for Money because
I Don't Respect it
If calling me a 'fool'
overwhelms me uncontrollably, then I am
Rise the bar high, very high.
About to set that standard
from beneath with a stroll
I see Knowledge from afar
but distance blares my Understanding
Some answers you won't get,
Replies you won't receive but know I care
Please! Don't hate me.
I Promise to change if I miss Paradise, dead
Am here not for the fame or wealth,
just want my words to sing on and on.
Heart deep felt
like the Wesley’s sound
when long gone,