Saturday, February 11, 2006

Last Breath

Last Breath, that breaths on through text

Why do I want to free my breath and not have it come into me as H20?
Once that C02 is release for the final time I would cease to be so.
Be that as it may, God may say that this day is my destiny to be,
until He comes I will continue to be the best writer in me.
No form of fashion, not technically trained
but can still break words down like fractions.
With actions and nouns and verbs that disturb,
so when I have my last breath is taken all I will have is my words.
Many will try to understand the man who was born an only child,
but I will be in heaven smiling because you will be appreciating my style.