I heard you are a ****** writer...
Ooh I'm glad
So my name you've heard
I'm having a show in two
Weeks time
I might just send you a card
These ****** critics
Always ready to criticize my style
I've managed to move a mile
Say all you have to say
As long as it doesn't cost me
A dime
I'm not threatening,
I'm just giving you my word
Get the **** outta my work
Or I'll mix you with sand
Poetry is my world,
A canvas i get to paint as i want
So when i pass and you chant
I pity you wondering when
You'll get yourself a life
Akwana Wa Odera is my name
One I've always struggled
To curve
With endless perseverance
To achieve my self preservation
My goal is to be one of the greatest
With poetry being my path
I write for the Meek
And to showcase the life
I've lived in the past
I write for the present
Just to prove to the world
That I'm here and I'm alive
I write for the future
Hoping for the best to come
I write for me
Me myself and i
My ink is my pen
What i write is i who decides
Let the critics criticize
My ink they'll never minimize
They can add a few lies
But i swear I'll fly past the skies
My flow, my style
My poetry, till i die?

Akwana Wa Odera
@therealakwana
© 2018