Devon Da poet (April 27,1992 / Sauteurs, Grenada)

Me never knew him, me never saw him, he was always there, though i never grew with him
Never needed him, succeeded without him, at least that's what i thought, was like a weed without him
My vision was my mission, everything was in position, nothing could of went wrong, i had the power in my hands
was trapped in my illusions, colored imaginations, everything was so vivid. I couldn't be his seed!
Kept following my shadow, the straight road was too narrow, 'yeh! I'm on the right track and