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
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