My Poem

I Like It

Way to dance way to talk

Humble feelings true dealings

Right things right minds

Saving culture danger sign.

Rainy day rainy night

People cry they don’t shy

Hoping good hoping nice

I am in love this love is mine

Stopping dressing stopping crime

I am unshaken I am not dead

Got a line got a purse

You talk necessary

You talk fun

This is my city this is no. 1

I like it dancing I like it fun

Dance dance until they come

When they stop me I am not done

They treat me hard harder I dance

Shaking my legs banging their head

Is this a crime? We all need some.