Pick a tag, tag a man
Pick a mic speak your mind
Tic toc tik like Nike it ticks
List long week, the weekend
Will kick
Flow sick mode ink
I write i think
My poems released
Hip hop, hip joint
Do a dab
With no music to dance
I shake i jump
My head on nod
They think I'm crazy
A mental clinic they propose.
Street talk, me i walk
I stick my nose
I get annoyed
Humans talk
Rumors choke
Quick fire, it's a bush fire
The whole world will get to know
Take a sip, my cup on refill
**** smoke thick
My mind mode on think
Kush and lean
My eyes heavy i sleep
Wake up feeling lower than i did
Tip tip i rub my ****
I have no feeling
But **** her deep
Trip down
My memories got lanes
I duck, i swerve,
I refrain most of them.
My minds on lock
My thoughts undisclosed
Lay a trap, trap the mouse
Cut it limbs
And make it stand.
With no sense of humor
In humane in human
Overrated, they are a tumor
Superbly, the write's in me
My sun will rise
My darkness will flee
My poems on three
They'll rate them for free
I sit and wait, hopping to see the day
They understand my frolic writing spree
Drip drip like a tap not closed
Juggle their minds
While my thoughts unfold
As i write in prose
Then share them as poems,
These are just
My random thoughts
With words to match
The force.

Akwana Wa Odera
@therealakwana
© 2019