My Poetic Vibe

MY POETIC VIBE. As I talk in rhymes, This makes my readers never To sleep between any line Your mind is fixed to this light As I read into critics eye. Scream to the stars and never Fill shy, These the only time I can talk To persuade you peninsula's child. My rhythmic vibe, Isn't thy spirit happy that You are pronounced alive? You know Marley's track Women must always cry, This is Habib's flight that I will Always shine before this night dies. Kindly stand at alert No man can quarrel with this shark Sharpen those palms and forget The spelling called setback, Imitate the giraffes prank Continue to elongate never fear of Going to slack. I proclaim the rhythmic vibe My father laid a little spark Presently I just burnt the entire farm. Blessed is the chest who never dreams Of inherited wealth, She's a permanent curse upon my fragile head As I will never live to mold my personal Crest. My vibes just landed unto the earth, This rhythm will never come to an end. HABIB AKEWUSOLA.