N’ If ever I fall...

 



Tippin’ on this axis
I try n’ practice balance
fact is, life’s just like
that, trippin’ on adrenaline
 runnin’ the ‘hope-treadmill’
‘round n’ back again...

Gotta get the code to crack
this, whack sensibilities
of some of these mofos
pleeaaasssee...excuse me
I’m headin’ dead-in a direction
as a reflection, makes a connection
to how it all went sideways...

N’ I never cease to hear my
momma’s ‘sage verse’ echoin’
within’ my troubled thoughts...


“Remember it’s those that
never stop, who eventually find
answers to questions sought...”