I used to sit and dream of magic genies.
These days, I spit words like magic and produce instant remedies.
Times got hard. I went inside and tried to hide, like a hermit.
But, there I found a jewel, a Goddess. I’m so lit.
Truth is, what they said and what they did never meant shit.
‘Cause, now, I rock the doubters’ teeth around my neck, like an amulet.
A magician, holding all the tools.
Every hater, now, serves as a muse.
Front page. Hot news.
And ya’ll still piecing together clues.
Standing on this God-given platform, I dropped the fear and decided to trust more.
Creating my own reality;
No more chasing after distant shores, anymore.
My own power moves me. I am the fucking see.
Brush that chip off your shoulders. It’s time to bet on me.
Every day, I wake up and dance naked in the mirror.
I feel it, in my spirit, I’m gonna get it.
Vision clearer.
I woke up. You stayed sleep.
I bossed up. Ya’ll still sheep.
Unbothered; I’m Gucci.
I live free.
Quartz charging my leaves, while my tea steeps.
Through the cracks, in my heart, my true light seeps.
Bursting, at the seams. I came to light up every scene.
No longer blind and unable to hide.
No camouflage, no façade.
Just me.
About the Creator
Iyanda Siraj
I’ve lived a few times. And died a few too. I tell the story by putting letters into lines. Depending on my mood, sometimes it rhymes.
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