Deep Poem by Sotirios Skoufis

I am going deep
Please don't start to weep
I' ll give u some air
U'll feel like Bel Air

I am going deep
Now please try to sleep
I'll tell u a story
From a prince in his keep

It was a young men
He was full of life
He was proud
he did have no wife

He did have a knife
A sword
A gun and
a barrel

A tank
An army
of planes
To bring him to the islands

Where the sea is cold
Where the wind will make u bold
The sun will burn ur flesh
Your skin will peel like mesh

He had powerful friends
He should start to commence
To really climb up
Up to the top

But he didn't need 2
He liked to sit beneath u
To hold ur hand
And watch u tight

To feel your breath
To come inside
To take his bribe
He spent his time

To write
2 u
To make
you feel

There's no undo