Control

A Poem by Joey Martinez

Some people look into their future and leave it behind.
Afraid of the consequences from the past mistakes that continue to unwind.
Marijuana can't slow down all that time that needs to be spent.
You can't escape the future once you're sent.
Unless death pays a visit.
But God is on your side and the reaper isn't timid.
Scared of the vivid future he let you see.
All those powers but it is you who controls thy destiny.
So control.
Control.