Energy to yet still be harnessed...

Send to Port
I hope the charges
Are ending in court
Defending abort

To this end of the world
Trying to trick for crime
All I know my mind flying
Can send out ripples through time

And I ain't trying to cripple your mind


It's not entertainment
Looking at roses for only thorns without checking the fragrant

Of the blossom
We are all flowers who have it through the winter

It's awesome

I am definitely not Allah
My recipes not a failure

I'm not a loose air

But a chronic inhaler

Of course I choose not catatagory
Recourse it needs not flatterly

I need to produce energy
And not be reduced as a battery