Sheena A Moore Poet Sonnet

Kneel Weak, Stand Steal

Title: "Kneel Weak, Stand Steal"




(Verse 1)
Yo, you want me to bend the knee like a QB’s technical fix?
I stand taller than your apex, throw harder than your flex.
You apologize to the pocket, but I call the shot, boss,
While you’re kneeling for forgiveness, I’m the devil in the croup.




(Verse 2)
Vick had to bend his knees to find his aim, oh how sad,
I launch missiles from the line—sniper, no wind check.
You adjusted, then curled like a caterpillar in the dirt,
I’m Gotham’s storm, no cape, just thunder in my shirt.




(Verse 3)
Bats don’t kneel in Gotham, they soar through the rain,
You drop to one knee prayin’ for relevance, failed man.
The Joker laughs when you tweak, while I’m ripping the script,
Your "bent-knee game" is a joke—go ask the crowd for a plug-in.




(Verse 4)
Now Jacksonville’s gates all locked up—drama at the front,
Your team’s a zoo, but I’m zoo energy, tearing through doubt.
You fell for the key, now stuck in the lock’s cold trap,
I’m the pick, the spin move, while you’re stuck on repeatin’ your rapp.




(Verse 5)
Your hottest sex move? A limp wrist at the end,
I’m Bruce Lee’s pressure point—watch your ego bend.
You kneel for touch, I’m touch and go, no stop,
While you edit your flaws, I’m drop by drop, raw, no props.




(Verse 6)
So bend the knee for the weak, let the cameras roll,
I’m king of the apex, you’re just a shaky Google.
Your comeback was a crip walk, I’m the main event,
Now beg for the spotlight while I kick your ass in the context.






Outro:
[Demonic laughter and the sound of a quarterback dropping to one knee, then a gunshot.]

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