Time To Reload: My Killshot
Standing tall I see myself going back to the beginning
Knowing that the end of something is a helper to show us
The value of our own potential so this is my killshot!
There are some things we cannot control!
There are some things in life we cannot change!
There are some things in life we can never explain and
There are some things in life we will never answer!
I am going to kill you with my kindness
Moving forward I cuddled myself with my weakness and
Held my head high knowing
The One Above is the Creator of human life!
Under the ordinary lies the extraordinary
So the position of my thoughts studies the melody of history!
I made a name for myself
I am doing it differently
The manifestation of poetry
Swerves from left to right beautifully!
I sat down one day and had an epiphany
So the melody of the past
Should not cast a shadow on my future
So this is my killshot!
Nothing is lost only rediscovered
The beauty of life is that it is unified despite
The pain because in a storm you can gain in weakness!
Just like a museum, nothing is lost only rediscovered
So I take comfort in the lost art of rediscovery!
My future was trapped in the beginning for so long
But now it is maximized in this generation
Now all they see is coloured venom in my silhouette!
This is my killshot
Composed in beauty
The unity of my passion drives home
The legacy of my destiny while
Demonstrating my pre-destination as it descends on me
Alleviating the production of my time
Because my future is my past!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2022
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