Ideas flying all over like swift birds
Expressing my inner emotion with words in motion
With ink write all over the paper: body and lotion
In my medulla I started this locomotion
My words burst with loud explosion
Like Weapon of mass destruction causing annihilation
Breaking in, stealing many hearts with rhythmic write
I am rebel with a given right
To cause commotion with a flow-ation
A complex yet understood situation
Got into fights with myself
Battling for a super rhyme
Yet it gave me no dime
So I decided to steal some from others
A permitted theft, I got great offers
A word remained in my head
Yeah, it was a flow raised from the dead
Yes, it came back to life
No more word hunger and strife
For I am now fed by a caring wife
Whom I stole during my rebellious acts
Kidnapped her and left them with an artifact
Since I returned home I’ve remained the same
Still holding on to the poetry game
I rebel continually with a clause
For in this poetry game I am a rebel without a pause!
Written by: Aobakwe Obza Elvis Motshubi
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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