I Talk
I TALK
I have a voice, to use and I have to tell a story;
What choice, have I but to relist within the glory;
I talk
I scream, and holler
You tell me hush;
And that I talk to much;
Whada, whada;
What choice, have I but to regress within the glory;
I stand yell, scream, wallow;
This is my story;
I scream, and holler
I shall not be quiet;
This why I must talk;
05/29/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2018
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