O, Now You Like My Poetry! Poem by Jaycee Wilkerson

Drip was the thought
That started a Ocean flow
Of words for me
But only if others could see
Only if others could hear

That new times are here
That there is a new poet
On the darkest night
That can light it up
Like a chanderlire

verses stronger than
A ganitors calf
Im laught because
I m hot now
And I was hot then
When I was apart
Of that staff

Now lyricly theres not
A person alive
Who won't feel my raft

Flow prefected at last
Pulling through the mud
Stepping on me like a rug
I bet its killing you
How i rose above

tipical hate
Never fasing
now Im watching you haters
From a distance just gaseing

wHAT goes around comes around
that saying feels soo amazing
This way right here
Is for the under dogs
And Im paving