Europa's Space Of Poetry

focused on me – Shakia; fuck all the talk, I am a seer!

playing with things in life, like loyalty; KNOW that heathens were never rewarded royalty.

all I want is a fat blunt; to kick off my creativity, like a punt!

I’m tired of the routine bullshit; as much as I do, you would think there was a profit…

though, I sit back and think of it; maybe my purpose is to somewhat be a prophet.

so I guess there’s no more time to curse.