Most Greatest: A Poem

She’s my most precious prize and my greatest irritation.
Oxymoronic, no, just what nature wrought.
You know, the aftermath of disobedience.
Credence given, this off balanced system.
Righteousness pleads for a soul in need.
Heavy the weight, only if chosen to carry.
Redemption’s nigh, How to surrender?
History holds, a compressive force, this nature.
Yet, love.

When I get nervous…
I tell the TRUTH-Jay-Z

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Here are just a few moments looking back at your favorite FunnyMan, Mr. Anthony "I had a T-Bird in h.s." Davis...

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