Call Me Whatever Poem by Prince Kenny Osei

You may call me whatever

Call me whatever

I traject on my thinking cap

Right upon my awakes

And charm with vividity

For excerpts of prudence

I write with such clarity

Clarity; that scribewriters astound to

You may call me whatever

Call me whatever

I smile with and without dimples

And my eyes` retina is of a sort

I thrive in a well-driven pace

And I may judge with the second intuition

I may walk with my face dismayed

As I witness the complexity of life

You may call me whatever

Call me whatever

I may mime the plots of alacrity

Or prefer difficult to easy

I master the art I've known best

With precision, celerity and now, perfection

I fuse credibility with urgency

And pray for wider spectacles

My palms mirror my rants for grace

You may call me whatever

Call me whatever

I may leave posterity

To be the seer of my mission's breath

While I condemn my flaws

In exact fist

As I relish

The auras of boom

I may be the second-best

But I could or may win

Should I bet before hand

You may call me whatever

Call me whatever

I may choose to stroll a path

On the minute of provocation

With my mind

Deciding between unity & segregation

Before you call me whatever

Just bear in mind

This has been a mirror-image

Of your shadow