TEAR 2 A SMILE:'(→;-) sUN●£iT€

Break Dancing on Poetic Grounds    
I've found    
My speech very ELITE    
Fine grains of sand at the beach    
BUT ALWAYS HOT    
Not from being over looked or forgot    
Like a BOILING POT    
IF FORGOT      
OH NO!    
My Poems start burning down Poetry Spots  
I've Evolved through Thought    
Faster than a Kilos  of cocaine gets bought    
I've been Blessed with all sort    
If its Nursery Rhymes Then i'm MR. STORK    
FILET MIGNON you can eat without a fork    
Fine Vintage Dom Pe`rignon  im the Cork    
Poems truly Distilled with flavor & skill    
My Will was instilled by SLAVES    
"WHO PICKED THE COTTON FIELDS"  
So NO time to Pout or SELF DOUBT!    
Embarking  the Solar    
sUN●£iT€=FIST OF THE NORTH ST★R    
€N€RGY transferred makes      
Darkness give way to the sUN●£iT€    
Buts as a SLAVE'S TEARS long as the NILE    
What Shines through me    
A TEAR 2 A SMILE :'(←→;-) sUNLite●