WORDS I SPREAD

I and the net have long been paired

That's why the web is where I premièred

Whenever I grab a pen a pad gets scared

Every now and then my eyes get red

Not because I'm weird but because I'm lyrically overfed

With words from my head and rhymes unsaid

For the young and he with the grey beard

Here and around in every neighbourhood

Rhymes so good are those I spread

Kind of like soul food spiritually shared

Not to be ignored but to be read instead

For the sake of the scared to grow brave hearted

"Mind broken can never be repaired"

This I once said but when asked why, I said Zed

My words are clear and easy to be read

But quite hard for the short-sighted

Probably because one must be close to reach for my head

Towards your goal always be geared

Strive for the best and ignore the rest

But when you get stressed it best you rest

Respect the living and also the dead

No one but God must thus be feared

Much to be seen and more to be heard

Of none must we be scared

Of all must we be prepared

Use your head and hope not be misled

Because the truth is better read than heard