Inspired
by Dr. George Washington Carver
Step
out in style,
My face
in the sky,
I got
what it takes; 300 talents hyperbolized.
20-20
vision
I am a
revelation in motion.
No
illusions
Just
the upward acceleration.
Armed
and dangerous
From my
bones to the marrow;
From my
soul to my shadow.
I’m
hitting the world with gats and styles
And
here is the artillery I possess:
Peanuts!
I’m a
menace to mediocrity;
I am
the prologue to 3rd world superiority.
Ain’t
no mistakin’ it: I am loaded with ingenuity.
Faith,
my basic mobility!
Stand
back and watch
Cause,
I’m scorching the porch
I’m
blazing like a torch.
Things
falling apart
Ain’t
nuthin’ ruffle this fella with a heart.
Nobody
promised the road was gonna be a breeze
But
sheez! It’s so easy I can hardly believe it.
I
finally could rest at ease with…
Peanuts!
No static;
I apply drastic tactics
Purpose-heavy like a
fully loaded automatic.
I am the architect of my
destiny
Waging wars without a silver
spoon;
Bowing down every high
thing defies my identity.
No wonder they call me the miracle!
I triumph and make
opposition a spectacle.
My history is as lyrical
as a Broadway musical.
I am the Atom Ant;
The harder they come . .
. I drop ‘em like elephants
And with a sheer
handfuls of…
Peanuts!
My inventiveness is
unmatched genius.
If I can’t have the
world passed up on a silver platter
I guess I’m just gonna
have to take it!
I am Shorty Butter with
a better buttered batter.
They say life is strung
all out
Still ain’t trippin’ for
nuthin’ ain’t no boy scout!
Ya’ll can call me
suicidal cause I’m a believer.
Strap on my backpack. Grab
my handful of peanuts.
Here I go hitchhiking on
a powder keg
Cause the storm has
spent its force
And a winner’s never
known to give up.
That would be me with my underestimated…
Peanuts!
That’s what they called the
faith of this ghetto kid
Cause each to each
declared that I was born not to make it.
Well, did I prove them
wrong?
Oh yeah. This ghetto kid
battled the fiercest of lions;
I conquered the darkness
of the dungeon
Cause I chose to rut on
my feet
Than flunk a unique
destiny on my knees.
Propelled thro a portal
of expectancy
To a dimension where the
triumphant is legendary.
It’s hard to imagine all
I had was peanuts.
And no thanks to the
crowd bleating, ‘You can’t.’
But the voice within
came thro screaming, ‘I can!’
Beats the pants off all
they conceived
The miracle I’ve so far
achieved
To guess what it was
with I accomplished:
Peanuts!
Akpan
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