Peep the disclaimer like styles lol....I respect styles work.. to the 10th degree ... I believe that he is more than just a poet but a lyricist ... and those are rare and few ... word.



You baptize concepts as
If blue lines on a notebook
Were the oceans you wish to save souls in
These aren’t poems
These are scriptures

Ink is nothing but
Holy water dripping out of your pens
You offered me salvation today
I was “Chris-tened”
Somewhere in between the composition
And the essay, you wrote a poem

Told me I was like them old school pleasures
Sneakers with no laces, These were the simple times
When you could trace the good times
From the converses hanging from electrical lines
All the way back to your mother’s house
Did she know?
That your sonogram was a blue print for greatness?
Did she know ?
That you wrote poems even on the walls of her uterus
That sometimes you miss the comfort of her walls so
You attempt to find it in between the walls of empty wombs
These women are tombs

You are every mystery Nancy Drew never solved
Cause she was too busy messing with the Hardy Boys
You are hardly a boy
Just a man with boyish charm
Give them clues but never the answer
Keep them guessing
Hardly cocky
Just haven’t found a good sleeve to rock on the arm
Does that make you self conscious?
Or conscious of self

Before there was wealth
There was you with a rich vocab
Before there was envy
There were your fans, who
Were just wishing that they had
Even a tenth of skills that it takes to submerge a poem
Into someone’s pupils
And watch holy water drip from their lashes
All because you wrote a piece so authentically righteous
You saved their soul in the process.