Hone your skills to the finest point
Because the highest peak has the widest base
Suffer no clowns in your own joint
Because the darkest heart has the brightest face.
Those that know their role
Should slow their roll and mind the pace
If there’s no crime in what you stole
There’s no timing in the race.
Know the presence of a king
But let none stand in your place
Throw your hopes into the ring
And never fear disgrace.
Show your true colors
When mired in dire straights
Flow like soul hot-buttered
and always raise the stakes.
Close no open-hearted
And admire no broken fakes
Finish what you started
and give just what you take.
--Mr S.
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