Forever Legend

I’ve been hearing women trying to be trap queens. While men no longer gentle, trying to be kings. All Kongs, trying to be gods. 3 am, covered in sweats, thoughts running around blocks. So watch me quick to move hands around clocks. I still work, trying to survive above dirt. Seeing racism still prevalant, though we all came from the same continent. Our crowns are hidden and forgotten. My allegiance is not pledged to a president. Let the truth and love stay relevant. The precedent, we’re all kings and queens. Our opinions infused with emotions streams. I rather be human than a monster. The facades marked by others. I don’t want to numb the pain, I rather embrace it. Revealing my strength is the control I have within my spirit. I am a forever legend. So if I die young, know of my existence, I’m here to help awaken and bring back the vision.

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