RMC

Addressing the toxins flow
below do the true effects of hate’s tow.
I shall not feel anger for if I do
danger stunts in my mind’s growth.

I think on the brink of uncertainty,
living day by day in this stoic state.
Taking revolutionary trips to the edge
of living life to the fullest dicate fate.

Try a smile awhile in to capture
someone to draw them into your eyes,
it will appeal to the real feel of skill,
to get past and behind an eye’s lies.

The grave may creep over me
in the end under ground found
they’ll say in his mind I was not sound,
but I know more and feel more proud.

That I’ve seen hell in my proximity
from sea to shinning sea,
makes me true to its blue,
I want a trip to the edge of sanity.

Edges fluent in intoxicating men,
the sin of hers is akin
when the fluent flowers of power begin
to send beautiful thoughts again.

What is the real appeal seal a deal
like a mic strike right now and tonight,
a match and burn your heart real
and reveal the power of your heart’s fight.