by C. F. Hatten

kinda like havin my own language
with my own dialect and rhythm
where I can say what I wanna say when I wanna say it
kinda like the music in my walk when I shift my heels
to the beat of my own lyrics
kinda like the sweetness rolling around my tongue
when I lick my jaws to the taste of my own meaning
I know they say its uncool
I know the educators thinks Iím a fool
but sho ainít no genericism goin on here
where originality springs from me
like stems on a blackberry leaf
like lousiana got creole
like miami got somethiní caught between
english and spanish
like aunt k got pig latin when she wanna
put a cap in my big ears
you know I can talk that other talk too
but it be bout my evolution inside
be bout I got my own translation
be bout I ainít trying to hide my history
be like I got innovation canít nobody steal
be like I control my own tongue
my own thinking
and my own understanding

Evolution by C. F. Hatten

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