my referee

it's barging on my chest

each time i wake up in the morning

i pray for God's blessing

down below i'm invisible to my baby 

projecting my dreams

Jesus told me to use my head

i don't need anybody to help me

i will find my way as long my foot is on ground and the breath of life is still in my veins

i'll ink my book till thy kingdom come

she told me, if i must qualify for being the most stupid and corrupted living,

 and serving species in the universe

i must learn and correct my mistakes 

i must know and refuse to understand

 pass me the bottle of whisky for i need to kill the taste of blood lust in my thought

i refuse to play safe on the ground of probabilities and perceptions  because nobody is going to be my referee

only me and my God

love

Jane Influence