he’art’ part 2
yes, life is an ocean & i’m staying afloat like oil in water
protecting my soul & living the full potential of my breath & grinding harder
part 1 was me painting a picture of how no man is on a pedestal
we are all like a glass after it has fallen to the floor
i’m no longer drowning slowly like titanic
i’m filled with God’s grace & blessings, so i’m not gon panic
i am thirsty for the sky, so now, i’m just out here, on my grind
chasing the cheese like Jerry, pushing for the win
& like Terence Crawford, losing is not in my dictionary
writer's block is the ink i use to paint my story
yes! i possess the character of the wind, i can’t be stopped
i have walked over many earthquakes,
so what are the odds? ‘cause like MJ i’m gon’ beat it
& leave a print like the passing of an elephant in a field
Copyright © Ivan Fiske Iv | Year Posted 2025
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