RMC

Based on a defaced place in haste
the sky will imply an eye to spy
a place you will want me to erase
is actually a person in great supply.

Freedom of lost voices forward
spitting fire with an ire for bullies.
Feel the felt urgent feeling towards
those who spit spite fully.

Records will fall and all will call
the great appall for withdrawl
from reality when you’re old recall
times and times over again is hell for all.

We remember youth some do
and it’s true in the middle of life
is a test of faith ascension is strife
cutting old ways off with a knife.

That which carved me was in stone
so I go alone for my sins to atone
for the sword please my sweet Lord home
has been many places of peace condoned.

Homeless is this man I stave
off eyes the best I can I am a man
with a program telling me how behave
until real appeal is zeal I command.

Direct path step into my steps
and feel the zeal I feel best,
test the Lord and you will correct
the lies the best way you know how vexed.

Teach me love and the ways of life,
lead me to great beyond far beyond the sea,
enter the forest of fire to perspire
the sweat I fret will become bloody.

Worry callous it consumes weak
all the simple all the meek.
Burn out fire dragon is full tweek
the wires in your attire flames seek.

Streak around as a freak I shall
shed my proper thought for a vowel
to describe the feeling in my mind
and what created it and how.