Understanding

System of events so dramatic it reinvents. My wisdom over lends a static in a sense. I give them my hands in return for amends, Even though it is them who never understands. Shackled and chained, felt internal pain. Condemned to complain, alone I remain. I forget my name, hide my face in shame. Aiming for the fame, my souls put in vain. Isolated feelings, as high as the ceiling, Dealing with each one as time keeps on ticking. I’m sealing the past, and starting a new beginning. This living I’m seeing, no one should be given. Sometimes I wonder, when I hear the thunder, Is GOD asunder, because demons are under, Waiting in numbers, in patience, in slumber, At the end of a tunnel, throughout winter and summer. I guess it could be worse, I could be in a hearse, If I put my greed first, I lay deep in a curse. Since my birth I was destined to disburse, For what its worth, I’m willing to make it work.