Wakeful Fire By Jhantu Randall




I'm restless
An essence exuding a message 
Effective if I can always control the perception 
It's like I'm walking forced to identify the scheming 
every minute debating between angels and demons
One says to leave it
The other pushes me into deceiving
At the base, you survive if you know what it is you believe in
Stay silent and pick up gems when their speaking
Stress is at a fever pitch
Money equates survival so you cant give an inch
Life’s a marathon but in the track the hurdles exist
How does one separate from always being on defense?
That's the question of the whole game
Who’s blessed to ascend as everything we know falls further into the abyss?






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