
So as I mentioned, I have a natural love for the arts, especially spoken word. I love attending open mic sessions, as well as poetry slams. I'll be showcasing different pieces by different artists on my blog, but I have to admit, I am biased & pulled into a certain poet/artists direction (luv u).
So now, I present to you, a piece by Jimibase..
Look through a child's eyes...witness yourself in God's form
there's a sense of beauty, mourn those that passed on
crying to clear the soul laughter to add life spices
but in life you never know what the price is
time and the course of life has its own economy cause at times kind of hard to maintain me
freedom in my spirit along with fire in my lyrics, enough wind in my lungs to spit throughout the nation
now a days we facing a life without promise, young world strapped with a bomb called fuck you
so I must leave everything in the booth armed with only the truth
locked and loaded with a mic and one moment
everybody got a flow ; it depends on how you hold it
nothing on my mind but the moment
I'm focused - folding for nothing
I'm above it, a child of God, speaking his gift, hoping I lift your spirits
gotta love it
any track being made ain't shit until I touch it
I'm forcing sun into a cloudy moment

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