Just started to write
Hope it rhymes

English is still cool thou
Caus yo get to write things like bruh


Step by step you get ahead
But there is no way
We are already perfect
No purpose to convey


The poets are different, peoms the same
How long the power to give them fame?
People read it and let it behind
For mortal is the mind

See a drunkard who dance
Has the blissfullest glance

So sing, dance and  give!
True religion is to live!