Testimony Poem by Funkekeme Akposeye

Testimony



I write from the soul
Yeah i am the corner stone
They disowned
A lion with an elephant ' s heart, so
misunderstood
Whatever pain life brought I withstood
So i am dressed up looking real
photogenic
It ' s not schizophrenic
I am authentic
Ooh' baby
Or should I say lady
You should see the world through my
eyes
As the blood on the curtains dries
Some think it ' s dye
Roe through all the lies
To get the prize
Try and understand it' s turn by turn like
bike pedals
A lyrical rebel
Visions of Cain and Abel
Gold medals
On my neck, looking like a real Olympic
hero
Feeling checks with plenty zeros
Its not my fault I feel like an elephant
And think my body is a bomb yeah!
grenades in my pants
All I do is write? right?
Just wait till the lights turn bright! , alright
They will beg to be by my side
For a second at least they will call me an
angel
Spread my wings cause you take me high
Going through my city
Makes me feel like am in the city of
angels and blessed beasts
Can you hear them calling
It ' s appalling
But there is always some reason to feel
not good enough
No bluff but I am a photographer ' s
dream, picture me now
Even my father ' s happy now am a real
carbon copy now!
They huff and puff
But I swear they are not tough
They are going to make me get rough
And pull out the stuff
And play Rambo with the ammo
Jehovah' s my witness
One on one it ' s physical fitness!
I felt my way through the darkness trying
to find happiness
But I didn ' t know I was lost
I knew the cost so I payed and prayed
Yet i couldn' t cross
and am like no way
I got played
I didn ' t even get layed
I don ' t back down
They wanted a throw down
I gave them a show down
They are now in the background
It ' s true they will no longer be seen on
the playground.
The city raised me crazy
And dressed me with bravery
The pity of being a black child, it ' s
slavery
The worst success story
But I was in it for the glory anyway
I will show you the way as long
As you don' t walk with a sway
Because the world is gray
So don ' t stray just stay
keep doing it, they tell me
Keep reviewing
Renewing
Pursuing your dreams
You know one day my name
Would be called with screams but even
with
fame
I' ll remain the same
Cause am in it for the
love of the game
The dames and the change
What do you know
I am a big player who needs
nobody to validate
Check the certificate
Sensitive issues
Somebody pass me the tissue
What have I done?
Ask the law, my ak 47 weighs a tonne
But to ones living life with no options,
this is a testimony
It wasn ' t a home run
Neither was it tonnes of fun
So here' s my testimonial
My life is now ceremonial.

Monday, July 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: victory
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