A Song Poem by (TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

My family, sing out, beaks, instructing, welcoming me, point up a wing, stating facts in words, ending hurt sting; reveal a fresh idea: giving me this view.

This advise spoke, felt, touching walls, deep, in my mind, seed thoughts, sow points, direct blow hit, upgrading sinks below, at struggling sprouts; raising their spirits: about themselves.

Pals see vivid bright colors, did flips, a team do, high upon toe, dance on top, tips, twist likened to those of clowns hips; all did in full laughter: funny.

Both their feet step in time moving, big hop, up leaps high, strike the land, loud note to thunder, all them sounding a pop; joined their bop: together in freed cheers.

Their life's manners, views giving hope, instruct tips, teach, dip, advice, lessons that aid, dive, high in this nest, an egg twitch, alive; joys to a hive: it's a new to come birth.

This order, it speaks of rules, law acts to follow, in bare set a new spirit, not fears felt, or any anger sorrow, direct strike, tone fact marrow; to obey: I'm a new sparrow.

My heart sounds in, loudly its crisp beat, strike thump within, ringing bong, helps, tell the complete truth, a song; be a Kong to war: aid enthusiasm.

My family's home lifted, it's a fortress, placed high, now, witness my progress; it's all painless, closes harm issue; stop those mounting fears: harmony.