Crystal's Folgers

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Now I can be the prayer that I went to God for

My thought process would be stronger

If I didn't try to think like Him

My metaphors of life

Can never be outdated

People view me now as Ermias reincarnated

Without the gang or Kanye

Jesus is walking with me

I still dream

I still do believe

Everything that's supposed to be will be

Cause what's the point of having freedom

When this life I live ain't free?

I'm MLK and Malcolm personified

I don't cause war with my enemies

I make friends with mine

If only the strong survives

Then I never stopped living

When it comes to love

I'll never stop giving

I have a forgiving spirit but I don't forgive quickly

I move with silence as my opposition quakes with timidity

Made it to see another day

Despite the heartache and pain

Ready to tell Red and Slay that I can stand the rain

I'm brave give me a follow

Hyperboles will have you making noise

Acknowledge me with a bravo

Looking at how God is protecting me

It never mattered who's against me

I poetically give Him praise

Extolling Him with all the glory

My words hit the heart, mind, and soul

For real

It's a brand new day

Composed this nifty story while I sat on FaceTime with Zay

My truth gets the world mad

And I'm really glad

Cause I'd rather live alone

Than to die in a myriad of bitterness of rage and pain

I don't do beef or carry grudges

I just know when to speak

But if you step incorrectly

You'll definitely catch this heat

Then them eyes will see your demise

You'll be demoralized

As your blindside watches your side go blind

Pigs still watching cause evil is still inside

Using the color of my skin

To say I'm guilty of committing crimes

An op is a c on the left side

They don't want to be defunded

And they're scared to do the time

Now I got to move the flow

Have you call Sans and beg for mercy

Welcoming all of your subordinates to the Indi Show

No more dark skies

Just blue and Indigo

I wrote this for Crystal

She loves her Folgers

Her determination is on fire

Her courage is bolder

Whether iced or hot

Her scent leaves an everlasting smell

I'm poetry's savior

Can't you already tell

Prolifically penning proses prophecy purposefully

Passing power potently

Please pause

Pressure persisted preferred

Preferably preaching practicing positive poems

I told my epithet

That was epic, what?! 

Off to the next poem

Go head and cut me the check


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