By My Own Rules

From the cradle of hate,

More than minds anticipate,

I blaze

From the womb of the sacred page.

Lyrical like an opus

My eye on the platinum.

Seething

Like the content of a cauldron.

The stubbornness of my will is bleating

The world’s been patiently waiting,

My prophecy steadily manifesting.

The seed I am is sprouting

Thro rock solid concrete.

My dream will breathe

To the maximized degree

Thro a determination that speaks

Greater things than competition tweaks

I am here between two brothers, two traitors

Two thieves; two fools

With panther power surviving by my own rules.

Akpan