Long gone the days of beauty and youth . Here come the ways of duty and truth . I gaze up as if I’m staring through a glass roof . Somewhere up there past the mass of gas lay the proof of things that matter . All that was let loose . The issues that often gathered and tighten like a noose . Something’s sometimes so heart felt that I wish it could be reduced . Envy can produce energy to seduce the enemy . It’s a organic remedy to fight off vulnerabilities and to take on better capabilities . I took my insecurity and made it into a social philosophy . My intellectual property valued over hypocrisy .