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Jan 2023
I know you feeling this
written alphabetically
spit subliminally accurate
abacus counting syllables
in reverie, ya missed his spits
unseen this ships a blip
speeding over your head
changing lead as he flips
the script he elevates
off he lifts celebrate
as he spits his wits
court him off guard
na, case dismissed
five finger clench
balled into a fist
punch at the fence
so I don't slit my wrist

dream I had
reaching must be mad
sober I'm glad
follow this yellow brick road
a none jumping toad
carrying a heavy load
not even a passing fad
skill  rad
boys a baddy
be mike have a fight
tyson ask larry

ok here we go
another lesson
class in session
teachers, written alphabetically
spits ill, verbal turrets
spits sick, leave with seizures
epileptic, flash so quick
wits is blits, words illusions
magic, pony, never 1 trick
race horse takes podium
no 1 pick, popsicles
trying to ice me
don't give a lick
armoured my skin thick
weapon my pen dipped in ink
a lion with a crown I am king
thoughts provoke
provoking your perception
of cardinal sin
I run on this treadmill backward
going nowhere fast
still, win
silence can you hear the pin
dropped in a haystack
sea lost in an ocean
like ops, it's missing
Written by
Faizel Farzee  34/M/South Africa
(34/M/South Africa)   
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