Just a Boy
I feel pain
But my arrogance drives me to the end
I’m ambitious deep with in so
I guess I’m standing tall
With my back against the wall
My black flames never cease to shine
Why? Cause my poetry intertwined in my soul
My voice a black hole
Pulling knowledge from mistakes
No debate I am great
But I’m just a boy waiting to be a man
The hour glass turn
My crown I’m ready to earn
But first I have to learn in order to have a turn
Much Love
Black Flame
Copyright © Richard Corbett | Year Posted 2007
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