Whisper (The Secret)
Listen....
Let me tell you a secret peep it
poetry is an art form, so intriguing.
Whether you're in solitude
or on stage speaking not speechless.
Poetic speeches teach the future's
young leaders many reasons
to lead the leadless to be leaders.
Knowledge, college scholars showered
with power make nonbelievers cowar.
Hardtimes tower over our life
and devour us from the inside-outward,
if we let it.
If we could....backtrack our tracks
to the past back when
elementary class was in session,
I'd take a different road
as an inacurate adolescent.
Back when....
grandmother was packin' a blessin'
in a black sac clappin and stressin'
cause young kids weapon clappin'
in da back of da black Lac
actin manish.
I'd be a....
doctor, an athletic athlete in a track meet,
a balla that packs Heat like Shaq.
A teacher, I'd be Puff Daddy
and remix 'Mo Money Mo Problems' featuring Aretha.
But remember, that's my secret,
shhh, don't tell anybody.
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