Uncoding The Name Poem by Elliott Gilbert

I grow to my own beat.
I dance to my own weather.
I am as dense as a brick,
but light as a feather.

I was not born but opened.
Like a gift above all others.
I was born into a large family,
with only many brothers.

I am the 'Bush Zebra.'
I am the 'Flying Strawberry.'
I am as sweet as candy,
and I always go for the cherry.

I swim to my own rhythm.
I drum to my own stroke.
I achieve the highest glory,
when it is on the line I never choke.

I yell softly, but hit hard.
Sweetly rude, but always kind.
I am a lover not a fighter,
but do not cross me dare I change my mind.

I am a screen printed cliche.
I am a walking T-shirt.
I rise up above it all,
because I am Elliott Gilbert.