By cellular nation.
I submit dedication.
To a world that is missed.
Soul to soul we exist.
To my Indian bro;
I implore u to grow.
Kings advisor you are.
In this trade you'll go far.
My inbox is full.
A comeback the goal.
My friends that await;
Im waltzing with fate.
My heart beating true;
For the minds I lived through.
From this hell with my cell;
Heartfelt stories to tell.
Little King
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem