All I Got
All I Got
The first smell of the morning air
The morning air that never stays the same
A fling with despair
Chagrin no worries no care
Audiences who would of knew
Everyone of them then then you would have known
A story A king A tyrant
A story I'd of never heard out on that Island
Fantasy my brain craves more
The trick of being like the air
My story if time can see that my mind was another me
Putting up with a comedy of errors
I laugh it is a funny story involving a change
Planning to be caring and fair practiced talent
To tolerate all that goes wrong
Living changing learning rearranging
Expect the same challenge as you offer
Fully shielded by what I like
Never a passion dismiss never a passion remixed
Stay tuned to the frequency of toxic resonance
Then practice to orbit the stratosphere
Conquering by visiting the state of Fear
Copyright © Greg Slode Smith | Year Posted 2023
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