One, Two, Three, Go!

I have never understood the races counting down to 0. It’s the beginning, why would you count backwards?

The race has begun and I am ready to run

Going harder than hard straight from the starting gun

Ready to invest everything I have in this new fling

Treating it like it is, the most important of things

The thing is the keys, and I will master both kinds

The keys of now and the keys with rhythm and rhyme

Unrelenting on the keys until I get sore

The hurt has to come to get the rewards

If the hurt never comes I’ll be back to before

A land of full of misery and full of regrets

A place I’d rather not visit as much as forget

Armed with new knowledge and truth at my finger tips

I will make the world know what it’s like to be lit

With the fire coming from my hands to your eyes and ears

Let this be the start of the year I won’t fear

Fear of the uncomfortable and the new

I will no longer drown these sorrows in brew

It is time for a change in the game quite literally

A change I can make, and a change you will see.

Run with me!