Sky of Sucess
April 11, 2016
I/
My Mother,
For starters,
she's clever.
No animal
Will stand
in this recital.
We'll take this island by storm.
Absolutly absurd
it might be
But best believe
Her and me
A diligent duo
comparable to a cyclone.
Forget about technology.
All phones
and drones.
Our connexion is wireless.
From Connecticut to Paris
even if the power cuts.
Growing up almost fatherless
Handling business
has been a must.
Always been each other's advocate
Can barely count the miles away
But we're unseperabable
like Copy&Paste.
From a small appartment
To the Skys of Success
Just know that We ain't make it yet
my Mother and I are truly blessed.
Thats why I bump my chest,
Why my voice is loud,
why I never rest.
I learnt to be proud
Realized certain people can't finish last
And certain Souls forever last
like a ghost gassed into glass.
II/
So I'm
Lookin at the Sky
As I'm searchin for a sign
Maybe lurkin' for a smile
That's been there for a while
God I promise
That I willl be a good son
I won't be a nuiscance
Just a creation
Came up from Adam and Eve
No, God ain't never leave.
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