It Started With A Bang
It started with a bang,
Then came the boom clap,
Over ridden with the riddles from the Wordsmith's den,
Crafting each sentence so to capture your minds
With these barred passages, clanging with every rhyme,
Giving you the instrumental to my heart scheme
Resonating from the clashes of a cup half filled
Still thirsty for a taste of this new found freedom,
46664, fighting inner demons,
Instead of facing truth,
We bury all our secrets
Barely coping with the feelings
Anger boiling now we steaming
Can't avoid it in the cities
Ladies clutching at a shadow,
The hues sparking up a fear we thought would disappear
After 18 years,
Still racing for a balance
Still searching through eyes borne callous,
Hereditary prejudice,
Jaded generations
Tryna find a place in this world,
Never knowing what they've been purposed for