My future.
Let me explain this to you in simple words.
My future does not involve not having one at all.
I will be successful.
I will be unstoppable.
I will do the impossible.
No help from you.
You.
Or even you.
Not my Mother who has been pushing me since day one.
Not my Father who has never been around.
Not the world who has always pushed me down.
Not the boy who I have been absolutly infatuated with since I was growing up as one.
One.
I like that.
Not two.
Not three.
But one.
Thats what I am.
Thats what you are.
My future.
Your future.
You know in the next couple of years you will know my name.
Buying my books as Im popping champaigne.
I will be successful.
No I am successful.
My future.
Your future.
Our future will be so much better with this generation stepping up now and understanding that this battle will be won.
Matter of fact, you are not free you are still a slave to this society.
Dressing yourself up in the latest fashions.
Denying those on the streets and they still asking.
Ya see that could be you right there.
If it wasnt for Him.
Im not tryna push religion up in here but as long as ya'll are listenin.
If i wasnt free when i began this poem.
Then I am now.
So i hope ya'll were listenin.
My future is looking bright right now.
And I feel like shoutin.
Im going to the top.
Is ya'll comin?