A Song Poem by (TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

My kin folks beaks, all sing out, see a wing up inform words, it's welcoming me, said fact end, to sting; revealing ideals: its point.

Notes spoken, felt deep in mind, touch walls, seed new thoughts, sow fresh points hit view, blow, upgrading; sinks: below sprouts.

Pals did swirls, do tips on top of toes, dancing as a team helper, liken clowns flips, turns they do, hips twists; flash colors: funny.

Both feet moving, hop up high they land, pop sounding, acts a family mated, thunders, beheld a bop; joy taps: seed happiness.

A view give hopes, teaches life's ways, its sight, a dive laughs, in a nest, twitch egg alive; bless a hive: it is a new to come birth.

Family order, speak of set rules, laws to follow, directs, in bare a new spirit, not felt sorrow, tone marrows; obey: a new sparrow.

My heart in, crisp beat sounds, thumps, hits loud within, bong that helps, truth telling it song; be Kong to war: aid enthusiasm.

My pals' homes lifted, is placed high, in fortress it living up, now sight my progress, it is painless, closes issue; stop fear: harmony.