to be great is to be misunderstood

Ralph waldo emerson
To be great is to be misunderstood


I hate poetry
it’s like im a prisoner
the shit wont let go of me

it’s like I’m handcuffed to the bed
most of the time I feel like my skin I could shed
blood written words submerged in wood floors
in my four walls smoked out writing poetry, listening to the doors

I aint never wrote a poem that I couldn’t feel
I only write poems to make me heal
I aint never wrote a poem to win a slam
I write poetry because poetry is who I am

I be that dred tottin
ganja smokin
flame spitta

sit back
open ya mind
and lets the words hitcha

to be great is to be misunderstood

I wrote this poem when I was upset
I go to work everyday and I’m still in debt
which means I do what I have to do just to shake shit

I build verses from lines
like my mother fed a family of five on dimes
I can show you a bright future from a dim dark memory
I give you love like you was kin to me even if you my enemy