I’m not interested in quaint excuses and convienent circumstances
I’m not endowed with the reach of Gods nor do I command it
But the truth that emits from my lips is real as the breath in your lungs.
Your choice to be blind, Your choice to turn away, Your choice.
Is yours alone.
Understand this, I see the path, and I’ve played the game.
I’m not interested in your glory or your fame.
I’m done.
****Random thoughts … Me.
