I Write...

I write to empower...

I write to getaway...

I write to stay out prison...

I write to stay out of touble...

But sometimes I still get in trouble

I write because of a love for poetry

I write because of a conscious decision

It's almost like a religion to me

I write to uplift and get uplifted

Some say I am gifted

My pen and paper is on a mission

To reach... teach and touch everyone

That reads my poetry

I write to be optimistic

I no longer write inside the box

Or worry what others think

To keep me boxed in

I am bold enough to write beyond the rainbow

My pen and paper are the gold the leprechaun wants to hold

I can write the silver lining in most dark clouds

I can write a sunshine on a gloomy day

My heart and soul is exposed because my writing comes from within

From within I write:

My emotions

My thoughts

My feelings

My passions

My ideas

My life

My strengths

My fears

My beliefs

My anger

My relief

and my right of passage is complete

When I write...

My pen and paper are my bestest fiends to the end

They say the pen is mighter than the sword

So when I write

I write to mend and amend broken hearts

I write to give strength to someone to live through the Wordsfrommypen

And I will continue to write until my end

KFarrell

Wordsfrommypen

About Me!

Remembering the times like MJ

Looking back got me wondering how I got here today

I was always looking forward to tomorrow

And the days that followed

There is alot of questions... so of course there's alot of answers

But my answers only serves as suggestions

I only hope your vision is bright enough to see past the smoke-screen

That covers and protects my innocence

To get a real good look or understand the man... KFarrell

Before KFarrell... I went through a number of name changes

Like Duckstales... remembering the college days

And how wild and untamed I was back then

All the games of life I played, and the lack of seriousness

Poeticpeople... I was more mature

Working trying to raise a family, adapting to the married life

Still experiencementing to see what worked for me

And then it was Poeticpurpose, until I got to KFarrell

The last 2 lines's purpose was to show how I grew and digressed or matured

But back to about me... well actually that is still about me

U have to visit where I came from... the ghetto

To see how it groomed and consumed me

My only role models were drug dealers, and hustlers

The only thing taught... was how to make a fast buck

The only lesson learned... because of a fast buck

You died as such... no such thing as luck or leaning on a crutch

Only scar and scabs on bruised up lads

And now I can look back and laugh...

Cause my history is in my heart

My future is in my head

And my pen will illustrate it

until I'm dead

Anything else you want to know just ask...

KFarrell

Wordsfrommypen