I can make that beat.
Make it beat into your soul.
Radiate from your feet.
Until its in the earth so deep.
So deep no one else can see.
But they feel this power surging.
Surging and forth.
No one can deny what they feel from my lyrics.I can find the windows and evolve my sin.
My sins aren't my chains.
They are my reasons to keep trying.
No one else can help when I'm dying.
I've only got a few words to say.
But today is the day.
I scream out my own name.
You and your fake crown can get out of my way.
I'm pushing forth and pulling it all, no one will force me to stall.
Stalling isn't in my vocab.
Hesitation is just foreign.
I only speak the language we can all complete.I am not complete.
I'm only here to prove my feat.
My featured document of my accomplishment.
No one can hear what I'm screaming.
So I'll make it into a rap so you can jam.
Only the subconscious feelings in your brain can understand what I'm trying to say.
Trying to make you replay so your mouth will relay.
YOU ARE READING
All Are Welcomed: Peace Among Minds
PoesíaA poetry series volume one by Franklin Kareem Singleton ala Bright Campa: I wrote this story for Earth.