.....TO LIVE IN A PLACE SHUT FROM LIFE IT SELF IS UNHEARD OF, LIKE WORDS WITHOUT SOUND BUT THE WIND OF WINS LEAVE THESE VERSES AS PAGES TOSSED SPHERED YET SOLID AS EARTHS GROUND.. HOW DO I HUMBLE THIS UNRESTED SOULS MUMBLING REACTIONS, IT IS LIFE IT'S SELF THAT SEEKS MY DEMISING SATISFACTIONS...

WITH REACTIONS I COUNTER REACT..

ON THOSE OPPOSING PASSIONS AND THEIR PASSIONS, I ADDRESS FORMAL IN THIS LIFE AND THE NEXT.. I'LL GIVE MASSES THEIR JUST DUE, FROM ME TO YOU..

I DID MY BEST,
NOT ONLY FOR YOU BUT FOR ME TOO...

I DID, TAKE A JOURNEY I DID NOT ASK, THOUGH IM ON THAT PATH I'M UNRESTED UNTIL THE LAST SOUL UNDERSTANDS.. IT'S NOT THE MATERIAL WEALTH THAT BRINGS YOU GOOD HEALTH, IT'S THE WEALTH OF SELF LOVE THEN YOU LOVE, LOVE FOR YOUR OFFSPRING AND THEIR SPRING SPRINGS, FOR SPRING AND SUMMERS TO COME..

AFTER IM GONE, MY RITES WON'T WRITE OR RESIGHT WORDS ANYMORE,

I DID..

SHARE MY THOUGHTS WITH YOU,

I DID..

BRING YOU MY TRUTHS,

I DID..

WANT THE BEST FOR YOU, LESS STRESS IN THIS MORTAL LIFE...

I DID.. I DID, I DID,

FOR ME.. FOR YOU.. FOR ALL OF YOU...

I DID..



NATE FUEGO...