7 LIVES
seven lives lies in my pocket I have time, I don’t need a locket my skin is black, that’s an asset rivers flows in my jacket the land is verse, soil is rich it takes a whole village to preach and teach all hands are on deck in Africa a saner climate than Antartica our paths are illuminated our ridges well cultivated the dead don’t truly die they hover and comfort us when we cry death is a sacred rite to life in pride, we walk and jive our eyes reflects the stars in our palms resides the whole of mars 7 lives, the least for dying we live forever, million rooms for trying we are built strong, our hands says it all even the weak amongst us don’t fall @talk2leigh (X & insta) 12:58am 8 May 2026
