RHYMES 'N' POETRY.

My pen was injured,
So I used my keyboard
To write my future
And predict my picture.
In my time of leisure,
I adjusted my posture
To plan a way to get greener pastures.
Irrespective of fractures,
Of if I am sanctioned,
I promise myself to reignite and stand up.
This is my line up,
Am sorry if I fucked up,
But on this note, I lock up.

I am Emmanuel
©2017.