I wonder if I'll ever
Become famous Before I die!
Will I uplift ghettos or
Write a book about
My life.
Let's say I write a
Poem about birds;
Using only that one
Word, BIRDS!
As long as they exist
That poem will
Live on.
Birds shall forever be
The Ruler of my Shine,
The High of my Rise
And the truths to
Each and every single
One of my Unintended
That hurt you or Made you cry.
My Morning
And my Night,
Drape me with your
Wings Of Glory!

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I love birds! They seem so Majestic. Angelic so-to-speak. This poem I wrote about them was written out of admiration and respect.