Pride

Customized shoes and a leather coat That’s the swagger of this poet Forward is where I’ll stir this boat My journey is like the dead Sea I will always float If you don’t like this goat Than swallow your pride And let it reminisce in your throat Living life like a goon I didn’t grow up with a silver spoon Sleepless nights and hustling From dusk till noon I feel like the man on the Moon Knowing I’m far But kept telling myself I’ll get it Soon I am a poetic tycoon