Bad curses Good rewards

They tell me to stop, move slow
But the crops ain’t ripe and state ain’t safe
I’m rejuvenated to prove a miracle has been recreated
History has been seen, now smiles show in crowds
I set a new foundation to stay in pace with my new found movements
No more standing in the crowd I let my mind state show without a sound
No yelling, begging no night trips in a paddy wagon
Catch up then pass up
Business fashion the rest up to choices keep away fusses it’s worthless
I’ve realized you can’t work off the curses
But work dues brings less hurt ness