SOUL'E RHYMEZ WORLD

Tell them, Tell those that think we are weak, that we are strong and fearless freaks Our strengths are engraved in the creaks, but one day, they shall be free. Tell those thieves that make our thrones their homes and feed our fruits of labour to the dogs, I mean those Iscariots that sells our souls for lesser coins, that one day we shall retrieve our souls and trample their souls under the soles of our souls.

I don’t even know her name, I didn’t take it with me on my memory lane, but it wasn’t claim to fame, lest I be put to shame. I saw her, She was too tall to equal my waist, with eyes so bright to see my heart. She was such a gracious heart. Yes, she is gracious! She whispered to my ears, “I am fulfilled today,” Not filled with wines, like those that dance and dine, Or with penis, like those lasses that are blessed with big butts and boobs.