Bloodline
hands create the apperance,
words pour from my veins
imaginative for my imagination,
i can't even explain. The plane
that marks the x on the
spot is my treasure. The pen and my words.
Creation of poetic speech pattern
is a speech that describe eveyone dreams
and how it can be accomplish by
any means neccessary, so we made
mlk and malcolm x proud. the blood
sweat and tears that we put in our
piece. The battles that warriors
fight for to reach victory.
That is what the roots or
words dancing around
like street perfomers, its away
that street art paint the world.
It means life is too special for poems
to be written as letters. Let it
be written as no rules. Eveything
goes when it comes to the voice
that sings and cry and shout and scream.
Without the mic, how can the spotlight
spot the voice that breaks darkeness to show life.
Poems are my veins.
Their are my bloodline.
My family
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