Poetry Is All I Know!

The moment i learned to write
and put my pen on paper
i knew my words would ignite
a fragance of different flavour

perfect aroma drifting over the page
Though no high school diploma
my words of poetry are my grades
i do good with what i give like a transplant doner
Ranked high in the deck like the ace of spades

i was an high school drop out
a problem child messin about
still i climb & rhyme no doubt
Everywere north, east, west & south

i eduacted myslelf without any help
learnt knowledge from books that sat on the shelf
grew up with no wealth, but
alls that matters is that im in good health

an that im in gods hands
He understands the man made plans
cant corrupt a mind like mine
even if i got stuck in no mans lands