Where My Piece?
My Piece is all I need to keep the peace
without it I Wouldn't stand on my knees.
I have had it since I was nine,
got it from a cousin of mine.
Never knew it could Disrupt the population
how can something so small Affect the Nation.
I wake up worried I could get it Taken away
at times it is all I got to have a Decent day,
but it is like everyone is Against me
if I did not hold this piece
would people see the best I can be,
but people seem to go caprice
lose it I could be a priest,
but with it I am a Beast!
While everyone goes blind
i'll keep my Piece of Mind.
This poem is about:
Me