Adam Smith - Mettle of the Mind

Mettle of the Mind Poetry of an Outsider Adam Smith Copyright 2017 Adam Smith All rights reserved. ISBN: 9781973195122 Imprint: Independently published

I thank my mother for giving me life. And thanks to all of you folks who are reading my books . Y OU ASK FOR PERMISSION , I ask for forgiveness, I care so little about my past misconducted fugitiveness. Oh, bloody, please! Return to me I cannot handle flight with broken wings. You're perhaps alone but full of life, I feel like a clownish stone; I feel and beg so I cannot feel, But yet once more that same thing I cared to feel with you aside of me, With you aside of me and aside of my open core I love now even more than I loved before.

Chances are small I may die alone after all. You don't know me, You don't know how I go. Every time I see you, I know. There is a closeness of hearts, Time and distances tear us apart. I wish you could find a way, I wish I'd see you some day. I know the chances are small, And I'll have to be full of merit, And care for witches, who are not maidens at all.

As time is passing. I'm watching, harassing, I think of the things you don't know. There is no limit, There is no soul, That could conclude What I should And what I would. As people are walking And strangers are talking, I wander in darkness and seek For shatters of thine whole. As time is passing. The ancients are chasing the living With stories of old.

I sit here and sing my ballad, my ode, and my song.

M INDLESS SEA OF EMOTIONS Registers countless amount of distortions. I gaze into the sea and see nothing, But a consciousness free State of me. Keep it only Why? Jesus, please don't cry! Why the hell are you so down? Look around, the world is still turning around. You may forget the concept of the holy ground, It's doesn't exist, trust me, I ate enough of this shit. One thing is true though, It's the person that lives inside of you, so Be rather handy, Don't eat candy when others starve, Or overdo it with Brandy.

Go outside and find some people whove lost their ways, Be prepared though, They may smack you in the face. They will test your logic, rhetoric, and skill of self-defense, They will search for weaknesses in your mind And in your stance, However, no one said it would be easy to make worthy friends. Therefore it was said: Keep your allies close but your enemies closer. I'm a friend.

M Y WAY IN LIFE IS FULL of doubt, But when I step into a ring I know what I'm about. Jab, jab, hook, jab, That power that is flowing in my veins, The foggy looks on faces of my opponents.

There is no story behind the hits I land, I know one day Im going to be a champ. There is no place on Earth Where you can hide from your dark past. I want to see you run from your own shadow on a sunny day, I want to see you without a gun walking at night. Count the starts and ends of your own past, Once it ends, you will see someone who'll play the final part. Your opinion is so small, After all, it all comes from beyond. When I need it, I'll make you roll After all the dice is in my hand, I don't need no Nike Or Adidas or any other brand, All I need is people, All I need is a friend.

I'm looking in the mirror and see a ghost, If not for the fearless monster, I'd be toast. I walk upon the steps of Buddhas of old, The glory of a Samurai, my inner me will withhold. There is no sacred ground I couldn't spit on And fight the guardian until the dawn, I won't be done by the end of a day, I won't be done anytime soon, anyway! So you better be bond free And run through the field careless and free, Otherwise youre going to be hit and hurt by the truth And the terror youre going to see Through a sample of me. Here I am, writing new rhyme And it's only morning time. I keep messing up. This working seems to be stressing, No friend shows up to ask me what's up.

So I go round after round In hopes of reaching a peaceful ground. Some sheets are lost, Some treasures are found, All is dope As long as I have some hope. I don't know how vast is the world, But I know there is somewhere a place Where you'll never ever feel cold. Looking down, Looking back up to my hometown, Looking around, Can't find the thing That used to be, Like chimes and bells ding Ding, ding, ding. Can't find the thing I'm looking for, Feeling lost Even more than before. But the world keeps on turning, so My questions are unanswered, and I feel that I miss What I actually should leave and dismiss.

No, no, no, I wish I had a reason to fall, No, no, no, I wish I knew why I moved on, Ta-da-dam, Ta-da-dam, Ta-da-da-da-da-da-dam... Look inside, See what bothers you; Look outside See the reflection of the inside. How different are you? Can't you see What's going on? Did you even want to be born? I don't ask, I simply adjust To the stream. It's okay to have a struggle within. However, you should take care of it Because only then will you end this phony dream. I forge my own destiny, With every step I tend to look back And wonder whether I was stricken by thunder.

No reason to live, No reason to breathe, However, there is Yet some wonder. Go out and seek, For another soul, For another trick. I watch 'em all go, I watch 'em disappear, I wonder what else will appear. When it appears, I sit and breathe, There they go My destiny and my goals. Once it is cold, Once it is molded, I will strike once again To make it better and sharper And cause no pain. Then Ill take on my scrolls, Ill put on the runes.

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