Poems
blame my design
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Henry Edet, a Nigerian creative writer, dabbles in the dark arts of crime fiction, hip hop and rap. He believes the power of the pen far outweighs that of the sword.
October 20, 20261 min read8 views
Listen when I'm talkin to you
You real lucky if you
Were born with a silver spoon
'Cause where I'm from we got nobody to
Even feed you your own shit
They'd rather take your dreams, break it in two
You drivin, they hit the brakes for you
They make a U-turn on the highway
Tellin you it ain't the right way
Or write a U-umlaut the wrong way
Now look what they made you into
A beast in the wild, a creature at night
Abyss like I'm cuttin the lights
I'm the Creator's design
I'm the Devil's delight
I'm a demon at heart
They say I'm an angel, they lie
I'm a tool from hell
A fire-branded cold device
Heart of a fighter, she tryna tame me
Searchin for changes, sorry, it's the same me
These niggas barely my clones, they ain't me
Apples and oranges, I do shit differently
Got a lotta respect for the enemy
Solitude helps to recycle the energy
I spot a lie, sippin white on the balcony
She ask for all of me
Told her I can't give her that
It's been so long I been whole
I'm all fragments and parts
I'm all fragile like glass
I got walls 'round my heart
I got a door without a handle
And I put a big, mighty lock in
Don't bother knockin
I got my headphones on
Music so loud like a Travis show
Somebody go put Fein on
This shit bout to get, ugh
Who put the heat on
This shit bout to get ugly
My killas bisexual
They ready to fuck anybody
And don't nobody
Blame me, hell no
Blame my design
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Henry EdetHenry Edet, a Nigerian creative writer, dabbles in the dark arts of crime fiction, hip hop and rap. He believes the power of the pen far outweighs that of the sword.
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