A little to the left tilts the right even br A creator may not be acquainted to his design br A gaze deep dead into his eyes br You will see a dark blood clot br You will see an iced tears impinged vein br Only live once says the sound from a gun br Others never dig: yet without a drop br Or soaked hankies: they take a turn br He searches for Solomon, Solo takes him on a tour br Hugh plight the Jackson faced br Elementary things don't compensate br Easily imagined like a child's dream br Such an element of want by a preachers wife br Such a lost shoe once worn on Michaels foot br Over and over again it keeps replaying br Over and over again like a tilt at windmills br Fighting ones ownself: br Friday', where is my fun a nerd always ask while reading on Friday night.