#WritcoPoemPrompt113

A simple wish or a fulfilled fantasy that came true.
Like winning a settlement and giving thanks to the while crew.
Opportunities are in the brew.
I'll make sure all my peoples are mixed in the stew.
I just hope there aren't individuals that want to sue.
I hope I'll have the ones I love in my pool.
I hope I keep my integrity and don't become cruel.
I hope to turn the enegery from the ones that hate me into fuel.
I have tons on fantasies. Some have already come to past.
My real true fantasy is to the one I love to hold atlast.
Perhaps to finally rid of social cast.
We will see what happens as time goes by.
I do know for sure but I do know I'll be working until I die.
Just a labour of love and loving it. That's no lie.
I get it done I don't just try.
Call me Jadakiss, always asking God, "why?"
Hearing in the distance that I'm a this and that. Why am I?
I am who I am until I am no more.
They say I just get high and that I'm a whole.
What's the all the name calling for.
You know nothing of me. That's for sure.
Otherwise u wouldn't been fucked with from the jump.
Because I disrupted thier plan, they want to deliver a tump.
Perhaps they're waiting for me to die or develop a lump.
I am no gangster, nore a dealer , nor a thug but I ain't no chump.
I'll stand fpr who I am until that day they see me slumped.
I'm Bruse Willis and feeling extra








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