RIP Capital STEEZA Poem by John Byrd
We capitalize every first letter of a sentence,
To show it's importance. And to help us understand. King Capital STEEZ. Rest in Paradise. Maybe one day I'll see you there And hear you rap live. It's sad that I didn't discover you until after your death. The poetry that flowed from your lips Was flawless. Your similes and metaphors were out of this world. Only a genius could create those connections. A rebel with a cause, Truths poured out of your heart. Your heart in your songs. You may never know that you inspired me To be a better me. Write better than I did the day before. You taught me that my story did matter. That it was worth being documented and shared, That I could change lives. Conscious and aware. I have to thank you some how. Share your poetry. Share your inspiration. Share your wisdom. Share that that each one of us are important...
© 2014 John ByrdAuthor's Note
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