The words are swirling today. They are gleeful and happy and kind-feeling.
I am lying in a little stupor after taking a sleeping pill that knocked me out for ten hours.
And I am watching the words whirling and curling and floating ever so gently in a cloud formation,
Not so high that I cannot reach them, for I can. I smile at them, knowing they can be used for fun.
They can cajole,
They can tease,
They can delight,
They can irritate,
They can play,
They can exude serious,
They can teach, torment, and terrify.
Words, glorious words, in the hands of writers, poets, singers, and dreamers.
Wow!
How wonderful, thrilling, and toe-curling!
I stretch my toes, my feet, get a charley horse.
Ow! Ow! Ow!
Jump out of bed, make myself a fat, happy, roast beef sandwich, snag a bag of chips and an ice tea.
Run outside to feed Shark, the cat, who lives out there in a cozy, covered, hot-platted igloo,
And sit down at this typewriter.
Where to start?
How about now!
Because of my Nationality I try to learned a few other language Spanish I speak some but reading and Interrupt I can do better French I speak a Little But reading and Interrupt I can do better I can read Latin as well and knowing the rules for this languages make poetry little different but intriguing it is a word I think is Francophone but when talk about the mechanic of the speech and language is more like Villanelle with Malapropism and Parallelismus Membrorum kind of spread mechanic which some would called street poetry. Some people want me to rap but my mom would not approve I see that alot on message but when selling million of records you have to have countries behind you I guess some what to coach me who knows but one thing is sure art and land is one thing that always goes up inflation. My poem is mint for spoken word I just wrote the books to get to audio books hope one day everything work it self out.
My spare time I don't spare
Then I flaunt my flair
My pen bleed my thought
Casting it in black and white.
My thoughts are of a poet
Like a lyricist I write
Both world I traverse seemingly
Though I'm not a travesty.
My thoughts are of a poet
My pen bleed my thought
Like a lyricist I write
Casting it in black and white.
Though I'm not a travesty
Both world I traverse seemingly
My spare time I don't spare
Then I flaunt my flair.
I am what you would call the last.
The outcast of a breed,
fading so fast
that people loose track of its original art.
Its original words spoken from the heart.
Twisted to form a dreadfully big part of todays young minded.
Twisted to make people live so frightened.
I am the last of a dying breed.
A lyricist set to bring people a new creed.
Hope that I will make the correction.
Hope, that I will become a legend.
The one. The only.
Francisco Martinez: Changed the game slowly.
Somebody once told me:
"your words will change a life."
He told me I will become this generations muse.
I took that in and believe I'll never loose.
Still, the last of a dying breed.
Give me a pencil and I'll personally plant the seed.
Will personally lead the next generation of the American Dream.
Bring back the history of the verse.
And don't be the first,to doe of the thirst that causes this curse to only get worse
and worse.
Follow me my fellow lyricists.
Believe that we will come back from this.
Pencil at hand, let's rebel out of the abyss.
every day my age is growing colder
so every day my life feels a bit more breezy
i know i make this stuff seem easy
its just the way i talk and that's poetically
i don't need to please the, i only need to please me
you see if you like my music than listen to it
if not well screw it, this is how i do it
i don't need your statements, or opinions
I'm just being me, spitting lyrical minions
my brains like my world, n my lyrics are civilians
many coming in and many going out
~Tanner Cox
A.K.A
~ProFound
A missionary,with medical skill
With a gospel,fulfilling God's will,
Biographer,extraordinaire-
An historian,writer of song
Out of scripture his lyrics came from !
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