Guess it’s time to practice what I preach
Free write with no beat/
Ghost in a shell on the tube
Intro to project management, I’m on the move/
Smooth is my rhythm and the melodies I seek
Smooth is the lifestyle/ smooth are the sheets/
Salute to the focused, salute to the chosen
Achoo and a big salud to the broken/
Work-life balance, work-life chances,
It’s time to live this life in my way
Love the soulful advancement/
Maturity is an obscurity, when situations un-nerven me,
Find the inner peace through free-versery /
Words and actions in sync
Eye on the prize, the mystique/
Practice what you preach or your words lack substance//
If there no substance, there’s no sub stance of gemstones to polish,
Do the knowledge knowledge /
The cats meow is all show
He Snatched up my hair bow
And the purr is the dog’s tuxedo///
NYA THRYCE CHRONICLES 