His Scale
I fill your cup with light from sun up
till sun down with
the brightest of smiles
Don't frown when it appears you're
running on empty for
you'll be replenished
by the mile
This one life is a game over the
heads of many so listen
closely to what
I say
A man with many hats I have styles
for days one for every
arena in which
I play
I'm one with this Arcade so for
awhile it's these
numbers I'll
consume
The uptick comes in spades with
many keys until
we move to
other rooms
We're all just flowers in bloom pedaling
toward the sky while
we languish
& toil
Don't let this fill your heart with
anguish but be
full while you're
seeding this soil
You'll keep receiving the spoils
as if you were &
always born
to be the victor
Just measure your winnings with
scales & caution
while keeping an
eye on the Richter
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