I've been chasing my own shadow for days
Its been running from the light,
Dissuaded off the truth that the shine will display. 
Playing twinkle to the stars, waiting up for the
Phase of the natural sage engagement the moon passes down.

Lifting up tides,
Bringing cycles back around,
Ringing echo realm bound sounds,
Handing bounce out,
Gravitas found in its up down, capture of waves before singing night back to the day.

I entered loopy game, shadow chasing me-
The tables turned, though the table's round,
I've never seen where i'm facing
When i'm facing whats been facing me.

I pay to face the fee, when foes thumbing
To profess a free throw for the right price
To wrong the fine line, inclined to find ties
Between forced dumbing labour,
Leaving educated party members, part and
Parcel to parting pedigrees past pet degrees.

Down boy.
Give my shadow a bone
Its salivating to the sound of deceit the machinist paved.

Whether kettle bells or cow bells,
I still sound strong, when i herd around the
Fields that the
Weight i carry, is worth the wait to
Carry on in graze for that greener.

Agree to make a mends with your shadow
Friend. Its getting out of hand when you're Handing out back handed how's, to handle
How high the handle has a handle on how the
Hand would handle hand outs.
Its out your hands now.

Its like your cards and where they're facing,
Trust the dealer, leave your palms off the surface,
And just surf it, whether flushed in royaly, or down the toilet, you get what you're deserving
So just face it hands down.

You're meant to walk with your shadow
While your shadow walks with you,
Who can tandem hand in hand the exact
Fad and fit of your shoes?
This is one of those,
"you're born, you don't choose"
sort of truths.



© Haiych