Outrage...

The outer edge of my mind is brooding, Steaming, bubbling in ways not soothing. Outraged at the mistakes unfolding Out of range yet an anger growing And better to have you listen…. ‘Cause, the message I mention is potent. Delivered to those in the notion The outer limits of Source I reckon Are poised to deploy the great Oceans, If and if we don’t hear… There’s a Care we forgot to endear Watched from the outer most sphere Burning hot with their spots in my ear. So heed and make speed to attention… We owe it the Clean of a loving detail We’re held on the Means that we prevail Bread to make right yet wrote that we fail Spreading fear over years as a ‘no reveal’ OutrageUs! they staged us and hid the Real. So let me flow within the stream of a wolf and let me show what the dreams can expose “Four those… there came four more” “Exposure through the open doors” “Make it right” They said, at the close of a Night and a wake… “Make it write” They said, to begin Second Flight before the break They said… entourage... clean it up! entourage… ‘enter.our.age’ a better place we should make it. less mistakes like the ship that breaks… over the coral… it’s not okay. entourage ...2. surroundings or environment