people often ask me why i walk slow...
i simply answer "What's the rush?".when n how i get to my destination shouldn't matter to you much.take a walk with me...open your mind, ears and eyes, can't afford to miss any detail cause its priceless.fasten your shoelace cause its a seatbelt for the bumpy path i call life.i'l leave a trail behind, to show you the way, because there's a lot of traffic that can lead you astray.take a walk with me...experience my calligraphy as if it was printed with my own blood.reality of a different nature.i'm prepared to step on the stage and handle the mic with 3rd degree exposure.take a stride with me...across my hood where no-one wants to be but no-one ever leaves.where the daily bread on the dinner table is secured with pyramid schemes.where life with the law inforcement is a cat and mouse game like cartoons.won't you take a step with me.because step by step my poetry becomes the light in the never-ending tunnel we faced with.compare my words to a single candle...lighting a thousand candles...thats not a myth...its reality.step in my shoes and have a change of heart.take a walk with me...
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