Pieces

Please mind your step…or don't, i leave it to your discretion l left my manners at the entrance, don't expect a first time impression I understand the facial expression, it holds a milion questions Keep them to yourself, am drained of the energy to explain the aggression Welcome all the same, please don't feel free I have a feeling you might not last the pleasantries How can i disappoint you? You what?...…Hahahahahahaha … Don't excuse my hysterical laugh It is a clear sign that am familiar with sermon being preached Trust me, i have had faith that moved mountains These Hymns of holy intentions have been sang before Verses complimenting the salvation each claimed to have brought, exhausted Please mind my skeptical skepticism Understand ……Or don't, at this point i don't mind that your mind what i mind , it remains my mind. I don't have the luxury to wake the only piece holding hope, from an overdue slumber. These scattered pieces are a picasso, tainted with pain Left ceremoniously as a reminder that it could happen again Don't get me wrong….Or do, i have my fair share of demons, but here i stand, holding my fifth stone to cast The "mustard seed faith" and religious love don't move these walls The mind wills but the heart recalls the past.