I am the definition
of an acrobatic radical
versatile as my vertebrae
vertical verses reverse the subversive and emerge on the surface
like sermons
to the needy persons
like verbiage, the wordage is worms to the birds that keep swarming earliest
my mentality merciless like the enforcement and legislation of laws
and the time I’ve spent observing cold-blooded murders from systemically created murderers
nature nurtured hurt
and murmurs of the worriers
and warriors and tormenters I’ve placed inside of my melancholic melodious journalism
scripting their penchant for privatizing and profiteering the purges of pain
punished inside of the urbanization of prisons while pundits and partisans politic “if I’m fit for forgiveness, and my guiltiness”
just to guillotine my worthiness
so when my body is liberated from this captivity
actually, they’ll attack me more actively
provoking me vocally, passively
with preconceived notions and statistical quotas
by the weight of my record amidst the gravity of keeping me grounded and over-blaming me for the grounding,
I swear that this shit is maddening
but I’m a daddy and
I’ma keep rising the saddle daily battling defying the averages
prose of a con is an ionic bond,
to the iconic WayOfLife
just give me a mic and I’ll fight the fight I was born to take on
like the son of creed, all I need is a ring, and a bell I can ding
I stopped kicking the stones that was thrown at me,
when I was down vulnerably on my knees,
and I picked them up like David with his sling
so just give me the platform to set every stone free
ready or not, hear comes the figure of speech