Poetically Submitted

My words flow poetically through lines with nouns and verbs Eagle wing'd sentence's flying with colorful green aroma's floating in a stream full of paragraphs waiting to be drank by literate thirsty people. I speak not for the strong but with strong words for the weak in a illiterate heap uneducated grave six feet in a game full of lies prison celled concrete a new poetic treat with these hard thought words that only I can think. Now as a poet words come to me first nature where one's words stay committed in a world full of shoes where not even half are fitted where money remains top priority we all trying to get it until I die with words in my grave then this poetry *****I can say I quited but until Im poetically commoded on and shitted Im going to stay Poetically Committed.