Make decisions with your heart
Even though you use your head….
Whether It Is bad or good
Don’t forget to take your med….
In the end It’s up to you
Only you forget your crew
Take a hint I’ll give a clue
Sherlock Holmes not boys In blue
Down to us to make decisions
Do avoid them dumb collisions
That will come your way you see
If the time Is half past three
As a man need long term visions
Running errands doing missions
Prayers up cos soul Is free
As you see just by the tree
Take your time so have that watch
Use your eyes you need to watch
As you know I’m dropping bars….
Cos I’m top bring down the notch
Can’t be asking advice really
To those ones who sound so silly
Cos they driving rental cars….
But they flexing Richard Mille
Don’t be moving like a sheep
Like them people that are cheap
Like they’re lost In life you know that….
Separate them with a beep
Don’t be calling me a creep
So you know I love my sleep
Bedtimes coming let me show that….
Nighty night go bed & weep
Make decisions with your heart
Even though you use your head….
Whether It Is bad or good
Don’t forget to take your med….
In the end It’s up to you
Only you forget your crew
Take a hint I’ll give a clue
Sherlock Holmes not boys In blue
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Very interesting perspective on this poem. Keep writing!