Black Poetry : Shelf Life

NikkiRenee

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In the meantime
Seemin' like ya sometime
This is my time
Given to as not a crime
Listen to that chime
Wind blowing & breeze being just fine
For us to unite as one
It's time
Not your sign
But I listen for myself
Cause God never puts me on the shelf
Physically built for decorations of knowledge formed to be pretty in itself
In the meantime take and read about yourself
Recognize books can become scattered to dealth
Pick up the one that keeps us regardless of yourself
Wanting to read somebody
But
Ya don't rearrange your shelf
After your past of being scattered by your own self
 

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