I wonder what our purpose is on this Earth and then I realize that it is nothing more than becoming who we must Naturally BE!!

 

The day that you suffer,

will be the day that I dare,

for you to take or stop this blare,

of all this rage and bare the age,

that you could also be a sage.

I see it coming,

I see it clear,

I hear your minds,

they speak of lines.

It sounds just like your vocal sound,

rolls off your tongue, with words your done.

So stop the pain, I cannot gain,

for silence roars, I play the game.

Find the Man that knows these ways,

your luck may change before I rage.

From words that stick inside your brain.

The Begin