
Picture no guidelines
people coming off the sidelines,
hunger no different from
anybody living prime time,
cubicle the circle,
at-least you know it got fine lines,
bounded in circles is what
they teach you just to divide minds,
never let a fear tell me what to keep near,
I find my weapons sharper when the led is used to share,
between all the benevolence
most don’t seem to ever care
focused on themselves until the focus isn’t there,
so I keep the script to my heart,
never apart,
the only thing I dread is falling before I start,
if I ever lose my passion to place up in this race,
just know I’ve been re-casted,
cause my truth never loses face.
About the Creator
Jeanroy Grant
Just a writer trying to express his passions to the world!



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