Greater Aim

Evil souls set in their ways of jealousy,

Jealousy

I see through the eyes of what’s lovely,

Words of hatred,

Heated in an outstanding matrix,

I never wish to trade places,

My mind is free,

Free from manipulative tyranny,

Misunderstood,

Shy and reserved under my hood,

Get this understood,

You can not make me feel the slightest chaos,

As I move through this worldly chaos,

Drama of the few is publicly denounced,

Lessened into something smaller than an ounce,

I am greater,

Everyday because I see through a hater,

I apologize to the haunted,

Because they try to haunt the hunter,

Always silent in my plunder,

As grace pleases the ancestors,

To my soul it is my pleasure