The way my mind rhymes
You\'d think I was a rapper.
But in another time
I was known as the clap-backer.
Quick with my wit
And the venom I spit.
Not worried who I hurt
Just hear my words first!
And then there came a day
When my voice was taken away.
Not a rhyme in my mind
\"Shut the fuck up and get in line!\"
\"Stay in your place,
You\'re a disgrace!\"
\"No one wants to hear you!\"
Speaking up now made me fearful.
It was probably much worse
but that\'s what started first.
A damper to my words.
Vocalizing now sounding absurd.
Life lessons now I know
Words can make wounds glow or grow.
So I use my rhymes to heal
Pacing words to make them feel.
Using my wit to make them think
A voice that is distinct.
New ways to spend my time
As verses flood my mind.
~Ruby L.S.~