I want to extricate myself
From being pressurize, pestering
and brain teasing, But how could that be?

I think i can't, my veins are tight
Where do I expect my brain to grasp
Just the fact you are my aider
I don't deserve to be fallen under the umbrella
Of domineering

Set that aid for God's sake
Never recount or expect in return
Give chance to human over thier actions
Neither you be selfish
If your aims fulfilled others goals be fulfilled
Equity brings about by peaceful means

High handed skyrockets
Broken ceramics never amend easily
So let that kind heart thrives to feel your scent
As then it used to be, so don't offend it not to be

What ever you are appreciate that aider
And pay the price of labour with goodness
For that makes the world kind

© Adam M.T