Ken Camell ll
Nov 17 2020
Hum 6
Prof Sabzevary
Assignment 5
Reveal my lines
To Heal the blind
Like the Son of Man
Despite guns in hands
I got a pen
Kin gotta win
Let's start with Eckhart
Meister, was he a shiester
Or wiser for his deciphers
And interpretations
And Kin's Church relations
My verse slammed
The curse of Ham
My Melanin
Guides Camell again
To excel with my pen
(Woo) Exhale my sins
Most folks act hostile
No hope for Acts of The Apostles
My land is loaded like bases
And the dosage deprived faith quick
A lot of pain
Not rough enough
To stop and change
This man strives
My lifes an anti
Rom Com
I'm a pawn
On Streets with deadly distractions
Swing your thing
Like Reggie Jackson
Sing or sling
Apply heavy passion
Be a King
Be a Queen
In every fashion
My art attracts truth and bonds
Like Mark Matthew Luke and John
No signs
So blind
I lost my soul & mind
And in a land of sin
It's a high cost
To go and find
Peace, & self respect
Release the stale regret
Yeah kin sends a prayah
To Phyllis Hyman
Feel this line then
My rhythm sendin visions
Making sense, no blurs
This is a gift
Like Frankincense, Gold ,mur.
Reveal my lines
To Heal the blind
Like the Son of Man
Despite guns in hands
I got a pen
Kin gotta win
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