Poem #4
I know how the cage bird sings like Maya Angelou said ,
But this is a different bird and a whole different song
This is about life
and im telling it through my senses
My eyes are the movie , cant you wait and see
my legs are like walking sticks
Just like what Ghandi protested
So did i
these killings is not what you see every day , but those victims where children of god
i see the big picture you see partial
i soon be a movie star , a poent even a rapper , but i can never force myself to do
anything , people have talent yes , but is really worth it because you see these celebrities
get to the top but they still struggling , this is my life story and im telling it through
my senses
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