Poet Introduction I am a giant in my profession for i do it best I have the wold's passion and no human can do it as best as i do it my words are so neat but when analysed they are dirty like a young piggy resembling complexness
Have I done it in life? Have I really, really made it? oh dear friend you are just there to support you say ay to this But is it? I doubt and question it.
I have created much And destroyed much more I have planted much sorrow In many life And I have cultivated much
O badness, you know me better Than most You have shaped me in many way Tell me: Have I made it? Have I done it? Look at me I write with a muddled heart I know a little of what I write But I am writing for my soul is sored I know I feel ...