To be or not to be

No.

I WILL BE

Live.

Unhampered.

Known.

Heard.

By ears that trace the seven seas.

My life now will not be my life tomorrow

I will not hold back

I will be wealthy

But my wealth will flow from love

It will flow from experience

Unlike now where my wealth flows from acceptance

I am rich with excuses and procrastination

I want to be rich with music and lyric

I WILL BE RICH.

Until then,

Let my words,

My Voice.

My sound.

And my message

Breach.

Breach through the stone walls of the once broken hearted

However, do not bring yourself to fear me

Nor my army

For we travel with grace

Supported by faith

God.

Mama.

Daddy.

Granny.

Papa.

Friend.

Sista.

Partna’.

The force field.

Supporters that multiply.

So do not fear me

Instead fear my plan

A plan that will not delay because of obstacles

A God-Made machine

It will eradicate only to make room for better;

Me.

It will strike your senses

Alerting them.

Prepare you for an even greater awakening;

My sound.

It will enlighten you.

Expanding your vocabulary.

Pushing you to feed upon every lyric;

My message.

“To be or not to be?”

No.

I WILL BE.

I will sing.

I am a singer.

So let me do my job.