Undying Hope - Poem by Rowdy Solomon
I walk by many a day of which who will
Never know my name
Many of which who will never know my pain
Many of which who will never know my strain
Or my origin as we are orbiting around each other
24 hour period after 24 hour period
Never will they know
This is how I give my blood
50 dollars not needed
Crying my life into pages
Sweating stanzas from my brow
I figure many just see a figure
A man appearing to be a man
Never knowing the power...
The healing... The truth...
Eminem is eminent
T.I. is king of the South
What will Sol be remembered as?
Do you even know who Sol is?
He's not know to many anyway
A figure begging to be heard
Chasing behind many in the light
I hope one day he will be deemed
The best to ever do it and not
Die in the process because then...
He will only be a shodow
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