Road to Riches
~Poem: Guy being on road 2 riches, his lesson~
Keep his gift from happening... His goal holds more conflicts
...Conflicts to separate is easier than lab hydrogen bonds did
thirst and famine, for a millionaire's solid penny- let him have it
it's a freebie, if he sticks to his guns, then his talent must grab it
Will he turn around once to notice the same size footprint granite
...years from now, haven't changed once his career's established
or that his bookbag with a mic & notebook, his only type of speech
compared 2 his new wrist, it's bling, won't bring his quality unique?
He speaks with an attitude on people that were once in his shoes
...Shoes one size fit all, full inventory, u think they're lower than u?
shit, it's true when travelling on roads: your enemy is to look back
there aren't any sidewalks- & NO respect once he runs off the map
....he learns to face his past, an old burnt bridge become a ramp
merging his old life with the new, like giving Omish kid a lava lamp
He's customizing the old system with the pearls & the diamonds
Riches aren't everything, & u don't need roads to start climbing..