My mind has been released from the many thoughts that kept me connected to the obstacle that I created from the number game
to the reason why I can’t I can’t have, I can’t grab until the numbers begin not to add,
my equation of numbers left me chasing moving moving until I realize I was standing in the same place same space with same numbers that left me chasing contemplating,
I chose to accept numbers more than life, I start chasing times and dates, playing the number game without an escape,
I was stuck with name the time and the place better yet give me the date, what you size and what is your weight,
I look in the mirror to see if I could count the numbers pimples in my face, no time to hesitate, because life give deadlines and the age a number that represent my face,
the lines or the wrinkles, how many grey hairs have I accumulate,
I see the people they can relate, ole school use bookies, or horses numbers for numbers to get paid,
we use it for the shades in today society counting the people we though was cool but really fake,
we get excited by watching the performance of sports, just to look at number of the score at the end to celebrate,
if I get a meal from the grocery store or fast food place it is a number that we chase,
I reach in my wallet to give a bill with the number of the presidents face,
I got a card with credit a digits displayed, hold let me see the number in my parking space, or look at the watch to see the number of the time for the bus so I won’t be late,
I stopped to look up at the sign and it say 35th street, a number…
I didn’t need it when I was born, but the system gave me a number so my parents conformed to the certification game,
we thought it was just numbers but that is when we enter in the game
