Hidden Agenda

Hidden Agenda Fighting hard to maintain Instigating while, hesitating on that last breath, on that last breeze. Taking all things with ease Thought of as a dream lost in a tease Staring in to the depth of the night skies Where there is no time for disguise or sleep Man eyes creep, others crawl. How steep is the climb. Sublime is how it felt when moving in stealth, chasing the dream of wealth Flying high above the clouds, like a trustee of adjudication. Encompassed by that fascination of procrastination when falling to the ground in defeat. Please, place a blockade on this terror. Lost souls, but still so much to gain. Slain in its rapture of pain. Wondering was it all left to chance or lost in vain. Hidden in plain visual sense. Now lets commence and forget about the suspense. It's here! Darius Howard