I can out run anything that could possibly be negative,
Anything that could possibly harm me.
I can out run it, it will never catch thee.
For doing the work I do to think for word.
I outrun every atom of harm,
a streaking sun I cross the plain,
Swift being feet, bright being will, breath being rhyme.
No grasp can reach me, no gloom can bind,
I flow beyond limits like rivers in climb,
Lightning my stride, storm at my back.
I move in vow masterful craft,
I do the work, I shape thy path,
I think for word, forward I fly,
Scribing my future across, over, into the sky.
