To you I’m delirious, however, time will tell that I’m just that clever, it’s not mysterious, I was created to create by the Almighty CREATOR, I’m something like Prometheus, my creative brain is hanging out the box with no filter, a smooth operator like Sade with God’s favor, how I do what I do is not a myth or a spoof look come hither, you reading this here is my proof I rest my case your honor, vamoose you hater, you only think I’m strange cause my moves are hard to decode and decipher, I’m both the message and the messenger, the ball and the pitcher, if you just caught that I’m delivered, strike 3 on the opposer, when the Spirit moves my mind combust like ether, my crown lights up then precious jewels gets dropped in the hands of the receiver, as I’m tethering with my Maker, the plain is made simpler, you might think I’m bugging when I tell you that I’ve bugged the bugger, then listened in on those that’s listening, overheard an intricate plan, how they wish to infiltrate my camp and divide my Kings with dividends, then make foes of my family & friends, multiply the division by those we’re birthing in through coming generations, so that the curse can still remain, how insane, as if we’d barter ideas and creations for your weak dollars and some change, come again, we’re in synch with 5 Justins, we all write, dance and sing in different sequences, through high and low frequencies but we all remain the same, you see things I have vivid visions, Loyalty is my religion, Royalty is my decisions, a lifestyle that I’m living, you can keep your platinum rings and gold chains, you see diamonds, I see Red Dirt and Africans, you see a bottle of Cran-Appleton, I see a field of cranberry and sugar cane encompassed by sand. Selah

A: Pipoetry By: Randy P.

“Cran-Appleton” is A Pipoetry by: Randy Pipman (c) Copyright Pipoetry 2014, All Rights Reserved


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