To have a motive to vacate the premisses,
What is my MOTIVATION?
And does it exist?
As I sit in watch the doers get things did,
I ask myself why am I not finished
Getting ahead...
Am I not doing the things that need to get done?
Why em I who I am?
My Fathers son...
An etherial spirit trapped
In humanform,
Whom must decide the decision
Of good and wrong.
Morally manipulated easy to influence,
Is the characteristics...
Of more than one statistic...
From all the MOURNINGS !
My motive to vacate the premisses,
Is motivated by L.O.V.E
I chose to live & not lose,
So I tuck away the thug.
Embrace the race,
And know that GOD is at the FINISH LINE.
And all that is between us is
Opportunity and space.
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