Adam's Ale

Februrary 28th as the first and the end

When the signs are as bloody and upscene

He comes randomly shivers in between

The dreams of his face has cope me with flares & squeams

Seems though he knew how to manipulate the dreams

The eye is no fool as the first comes the lucidity

Crying to my last ale the tears become to bleed

Red was his favorite dreams, clothes and feeds

Onto me cause he knew my color then wasn't green

Oh Yahshua, get him out of my head 

I no longer want to dream

He HEARD my prayer and laugh backstage

As his face feels like the devil's cream

A rash of fishes too sneaky and mean

But I was still stuck in the trap

Of his biggest lucid dream

Til the fire burned and burned out my oxygen

And Decreased my energy

His face changed the frequency

His face changed the destiny

But will I break the growth in which I feed?

I ACCEPT THE POWER OF MY STORM

And washed away every dream he seen

In which I too have seen

And peace them all together

That the fishes was a test 

And the Surge was make believe 

But a time to heal and regenerate

Because distractions are allusions to the unseen

And what I saw in the body language

9 years later on the 251st Day before the Upcoming

Was the red to fool me again to my biggest fear

But did it exist for me to crumble

Only to see his eyes in pain to fumble

Lifted its last time I seen that fish in his slumber

Which I am now aware of the lucidity

As I hear his words "Take it Easy"

In my charismic Laugh I Humbled

Cause I no longer fear the allusion of the fish 

That still won't admit to his scheme.

But the truth has already shown me

The Fishes Ale to my dreams,

And If we were and are still connected from all these years

Then the unseen is clear to your grain,

In which I ... is not your sod ye main

You lost it in the fryer and I laughed in refinement to gain.

I wish you well the Fish of Mississippi Maine

Cause I need my Arrows this time for the Hunger Games

The Matrix is unfolding a sequel

And I hope you got shades..

Opps, spoke to soon, late, mentally detained

As you too are a star,

Even when your red lights, took me to swamps

But now the finale of the big chop !

HOP HOP HOP ! oh there goes the lost.