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We Are Royal

Buried within your soul young man lives the destiny of  kings

Awaiting the chance to take hold and help you sprout golden wings

Young woman from birth you were adorned with a golden crown

Granted by God, a priceless symbol worth more than a worldly gown

Remember Father Destiny makes no mistakes!

That’s why my Ebony child, your successes make the world QUAKE!

Your very breath in this world is a proclamation of victory

your every decision is an opportunity to sculpt out a new history!

its coded to your simplest codon to triumph over adversity

To fight against oppression with a royal tenacity

The world around you is determined to make you forget!

A darkness that’s afraid of your light, that was born upset

But you’ll succeed with ease as your melanin skin absorbs light

just filling yourself with glory out of spite

Nothing can stop you from being queens and kings

We always have been, and will be, Magnificent royal beings!

-Poetic Ice-

 

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A Bit Off

Something is a bit off
I am slightly out of my cran-I-um
But I don’t really see the pro-b-lem
But do you I ask?
Tell me what that is
C’mon there is no harm in spea-king
Isn’t control over my choices what you’re see-king
Is it that bad that when you see me you see-king?
Or is it you’re trying to stop your invite to my Carn-I-Val
Cuz you’re a meal for the cerebral Carn-I-vore!
Go ahead and enter there’s so much more
Get over stimulated by my mind
Take it all in and leave blind.
Or just blinded by my cre-a-tivity
I promise you’ll get the full worth of your free admission
For the amount of you that lose sanity I get a commission.
Hahaha I guess something is a bit off
Because I achieve true sat-is-faction from throwing you off!

-Poetic Ice

One harsh B!+©h

We all live this thing called life/
She is one harsh B!+©h/
Such a volatile mixture of success, lessons and strife/

She takes her time to set you up/
Making it easy to knock you down/
Confusing you will the philosophy of a half empty or full cup/

Once you get a grasp on things you smile/
Life lets you think you that you won/
But give it a minute life will strike back with style/

It’s like this B!+©h has a frigid vendetta/
She needs you to stumble before you stand/
So she shot you point blank with Beretta/

Damn life is one harsh B!+©h/
One that we all fight to live/
She teaches us the difference of wealth and rich/

The harsh B!+©h is our first gift, greatest curse/
Because no matter how harsh we crave to live her/
So be grateful because it could be a lot worse/

Poetic Ice
Just venting about that chick life, but still ready to conquer the next day