Believe
Believe Kay, Believe
Took a second to speak
If I was nervous I would have grinded my teeth
Got the urge to grab the courage out of me
To live, laugh, and love
To forever fly freely like a white dove
A prospering being in search for things unseen
Perhaps to follow my dream
A rhyming poet coming from the Pueblo of Tesuque and the Navajo Nation
With a unique intuition, a music fiend with transition of words building up like Tetris,
Game over watch the words spill out my mouth through the microphine
Sincere verbage speaking to people with a message
Of rhythmetic, rhyming, revolutionary roar
Yet like a champion continuously chasing my dream
Trying to catch it like a beam of light
To fight with all my might
To be successful in the music industry
For me, but most importantly as a team
“In order to succeed we must believe, In order to believe we must enjoy”
These are the words I tell myself in order to always pick myself back up
Believe Kay, believe, believe and my dreams shall come true
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