My firearms a Nikon Loaded with frames Ready for war games On a self eating planet Painting bigger pictures On a self releasing canvas Pictures worth
Thousands of words Thousands of lines- Never straight Thousands of curves Thousands of blurs Thousands of miscommunications Thousands of violent spurs Thousands of colors
Nothings ever black and white On their war field Tanks, thunder, and cannons On ours we piece and paint Using the shutter on our Canon Better shots come from Push downs Not pull backs I wish we’d all relax
Gloom and Booms Dark rooms, Developing as people Perfecting our zoom
Hiking Mount Vernon in my Timberland boots Got my camera and Im ready to shoot. I shoot the world.
"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..." ASIEM "Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran (Be and it is) " A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder