“Independence” by Martin The Poet.
I’m just going to push the boat out,
spit some words and mess about.
That’s what I love about writing,
when you start out you have no idea what to talk about.
Then words just appear out of thin air,
with flare, with the power of a prayer.
Single words can lead to warfare
or they can take you from little bear to billionaire.
Most people are unaware of the power they possess,
so they walk around in a mess, or worst still in distress.
Yet they say they want success.
But they can’t even control their words,
with any kind of finesse.
“That’s unfair, you know I’m depressed!”
Okay, I guess you need a recess.
Most people say they want to succeed, but have no idea what it takes,
so they sit at home smoking weed.
“It’s okay for you, you had it easy!”
It took me 20 years to get here.
I’ve got ringing in both my ears.
“You must be crazy?”
Yeah, but like Jay-Z, I’m not lazy.
“20 years sounds like a life sentence?”
True, but now it feels like transcendence.
Self rule is a tool you can use to gain your Independence.
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