Sunday, November 20, 2011

Late Night Spoken Word.


I couldn't fall asleep last night so I wrote a little something I Hope you like it...
"The stage is set yet the crowd posses a threat.  I’m caught in a net me hands start to sweat; Please, please I can’t forget the debt my Lord met. Quick, bro, get a grip the spotlights been flipped, but I'm ill equipped.  All is stripped the scrip ripped I cast my line be the fish wont nip.  My life’s a trip I wait and I wait but I don’t get a tip just a bullwhip my back drips blood.  Screw it! I got lip; I’m not about to dip.  Yeah I see your whip and I take it caz I didn’t have what it took to make it I’ve been fakin’ it but it time to wake, crack the whip, earthquake it.  The curtain falls I stand naked in front of all yet I don’t brake. My life’s at stake don’t throw me in the fiery lake to bake, I’m not a cake.  Lord I beg ya save me from the snake.  I know my name ant Drake, I’m a snowflake but I got a story, a heart that aches, and I give you the thanks that the show Awakes." 


3 comments:

  1. this is awesome! i didnt know you were a poet! keep it up, its really beautiful!

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  2. This is so cool! It's awesome that God put this on your heart!

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  3. i would love to hear you read this sometime to hear the rhythm with which you wrote it!

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