Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by KaHotep, Jul 11, 2013.
Amazement of what a jet can do
Take you there while steels
Stay here on earth
Always feeling that glide
How I can view window seat
As I show up hardly feeling my landing.
Humane and taking minutes to pull back and end up landing in the lines set.
Like I said b4
Jets is what I need
The beginning of our fathoms of life here on our earth.
Formed to be as we plaaaaaanned in the long run.
Already had numorical orders thought into sight.
Brought the jet to help us
Cause Momma said we ain't gon make it without.
The story is skinney as a pine built
To form a vine being done by
Big Momma's as din grew.
More involved for the sake of goodness taking place.
Rested unloaded and ready to meet my couszins for some
Serious BBQ still conecting us all together
Eternally Greased Down Here!
She did come to me as predicted
Wanting to know
What is really meant
Your right or mine at this time
Then what is meant by your flow
Of not seeing me.
I do love how you love thee
Whomever it may someday be.
Overwashing the edgyption hand made cloth to before you and me.
Look out the window
You do have one
Do I see us together as sisters trying our damnist to take flight.
I wanna go
No stay home and mine the fort today
Oh may I Plz.
OK today we gon make this book
For our sight into us as them
Let the Men have their day today Sis.
Daddy said their a needed vessel so we can show them about nibbling.
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