History creates the mystery, but what is it that you see?
You see the images, diminished, wait your life is not finished.
Cultivated by the past wondering, will your song last?
Giving it another sound may bring everything around
It very well could turn your frown upside down.
Make time in this space to see this race.
Are you running at a good pace?
Or do you wear the scars upon your face?
Has the race created another place, oh take a taste.
That place is not the sum of what you hoped.
Yet in the reflection of it all you are so much more dope !
What you are as a shooting star it does not matter what is off afar.
Between you and me you have great possibility.
As you remove all that binds, it’s time to get off your behind (time).
What is it that keeps you from driving forward?
You see life is like a car, it moves forward, has a rear view, it has rear lights, left hand, and right-hand turn signals.
But you have to decide the acceleration of your manifestation.
You have to decide when to go (forward) when to stop (the madness) when to turn (your life around)
Where to set your direction or your course,
Don’t determine your destination by your hesitation.
By your reservations
Take that image and drive it to the finish.
Know that you are destined to win, even if you have to begin again.