The Man Is Near Poem by Triston Jackson
The Man Is Near
I'm hotter than a fire
Raw like a bald tire
hard like iron
at these haters shots firing
wit these words I kill
I'm a man of steel
this is how I feel
they say I got the bighead
but to they knees they kneel
In these streets I'm the one you boys
need to fear
see my point is clear
The Man is Near! !
I've read your biog, Triston, and this poem fits in with it. You write raw stuff from the streets and it's refreshing. Read some of your others and seems like you have a personal vendetta with someone so I didn't comment on those. But I like this one. Love, Fran xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 5:21:04 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I agree with Francesca, I liked your poems :)