Im not finished yet,
The true poets never die,
The unstoppable mind,
The hunger for more knowledge,
There's more in this body,
Than could be written in a lifetime,
I've been through hell and back,
Go through the works of the past,
Feel my hate,
Feel my sorrow,
Feel my fate,
Feel my tomorrow.
Feel my love,
Feel my belief,
Feel my shove,
Feel my grief.
Feel my mind,
Feel my dreams,
Feel my kind,
Feel my schemes.
Feel my religion,
Feel my sin,
Feel my division,
Feel my yin.
Feel my yang,
Feel my doubt,
Feel my slang,
Feel my drought.
Feel my snow,
Feel my spring,
Feel my solo,
Feel my everything.
And judge for yourself,
What I am to become,
For you just may feel me,
Right.
God, I wrote this at almost 4:00 in the morning.
