some call me poet
some call me scribe
started in my prime
a leader in my pride
Leo the Lion
fire sign
slowdown for what?
don't have to take my time
when I know this time is mines
to buff polish make it shine
reflecting through nighttime
watch, it's time to wind it up
from start to finish and back again
locks blowing in the wind
I intend to contend
with the pen by the
1 strand of hair on my chin
no thoughts bout those
who cast doubt
that not what I'm bout
it only takes a moment
to figure it out
math is only hard for those
who can't count the cost
every since I've stumbled
in the dark and happened
upon the truth, I've been lost
trying to find my way back
to what I don't know
for what again I don't know
still cautiously I have to
take it slow, so I can last
careful not to be last
love struck in the past