RMC

Shaping into situations
uncomfort is an issue
with age we learn we
are no sage of any use.

The marble cracks
and beauty can shatter.
Whats left in us is
all that really matters.

Soothe with a smoothe
smoke of your choice,
you might live in bliss
but death has no choice.

Father Time cruel duel
is he is he a bastard I ask?
He sure brings pain
up to task.

No wisdom found a fool
with a heart for only you.
Every love I’ve ever had
has been a version new.

Slay then stay the devil
he is a sick kind of fellow.
Find a mind even level
to bring up from below.

Forgive but learn more
and keep open every door
for your eyes to look more
than that which you panic for.

Before the night of fright
and the little use to delights
are gone in song might
is from no fight.

Let it go throw it out
your fear it is doubt shout
for anger is better
than your doubt.