Baker Joy-A Poem (Day 1 of Follwing My Gut Experiment)
Baker joy is not like anything you have ever seen
I am living the dream
Baker joy is the way and I get my dough
I use words that are consistent with how I glow
What you reap you sow
So I am out putting out good
These are words that are from someone who used to
Live in the hood
I still know people that live in the hood
I tell them its all good
They live in struggle but they hard to the core
Eight one hate still livin’ like it’s 98′
Had to get out that place just wasn’t my fate
I tell them to move out, but there finances are poor
Yet I still soar… admist all the craziness
Going with the flow is not laziness
It is pure genius, my ego mind can’t believe I’m saying this
Yet I am free once again to be me
This new 30 day experiment is flowing with authentic creativity
Who is with me? Who is not? I Can care less
I am on fire, burning hot
Baker joy is something everyone has caught
Like an epedemic in the air
Life is fair
You get what you put out there
Baker oven filled with so much creativity
Catching up with my own spirit that is 10 steps ahead of me
I spark the imagination
I am bulding my brand with utter fascination
I am what you think about when you go to bed at night
Rhymes filled with mind blowing insight
I don’t care if what I’m saying is politcally right
I follow my own light
Baker joy is shining bright
+Baker
